I Don't Find Trouble, Trouble Finds Me!

Her blade stood between the bear's face and the two pups, and as she expected it her sword pierced and produced a very bad gash into the bears facade. And that sealed the fight's outcome as the bear done of these wolves rushed out to the bushes, roars and growls of pain following the beat's departure. Done and with blood covering her face and other parts, looked back at the two pups. "Are you alright?" She asked with a plain expression.

She placed her weapon in the soil, and her dog sat by her side like the servant she was. Looking down to the younglings, she inspected them to ensure they weren't hurt.

"Speech"