you weren't invited

Kione was the sort of guy that believed the best defense was a good offense.  His eyes flicked to the wolf that had joined him.  Flashing her a cheerful grin like they were sharing a game together.  The bear’s attention was on her and Kione ran over, snagging the bear’s back leg, shaking his head, and pulling, snarling, trying to worry the leg as if it was a rabbit.  The point was to get the bear to find Kione more of a target than the wolf.  Of course, damaging any muscles, getting the blood flowing, and what not was always good also.  The taste of the brute’s blood was wonderful.

As the bear swung to face him Kione’s feet moved with the back leg, his tail flagging high and proud.  Only when the bear’s paw got close did Kione finally jump away with a laugh.  There was nothing more fun than fighting with others against something worthy of the battle.

"Kione"