Momma bear ain't happy

His body flailed as expertly as he could manage with the bear raising up on his hind legs. Lurching back to pull at thick skin, Gil ripped off a good enough chunk that he could spit out. Most of the attention was on the dog now as the bear swung wildly at him. Blood began to flow from various parts of its body and Gil could tell it was beginning to tire.

Stepping back so he could assess where to attack next, Gil continued to dance around the bear to avoid its strikes. He watched as Kione went for a fatal bite to the wrist and listened as the bear gurgled in pain. It began to fall back down to all four and he knew this was his chance. Circling back around to the other side, Gil lined himself up with the bear's neck. Folding his ears back once more, he lunged in with proficiency as his mouth opened up and aimed directly at the bear's neck.

Leaping into the air, Gil latched on to thick fur and dug in deep. Blood filled his mouth once more as the warm and soft meat of the neck become punctured. Shaking furiously to drive his bite farther, he could feel the bear begin to sink to the ground in pained groans. Hoping that the dog would help him finish the bear off, Gil refused to let go until the bear's last dying breath.

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