bad bear

Levi had found a wide set of paw prints alongside the borders between Ashen and Armada,  He pressed his nose to the ground, sniffing and drawing in the scent as he rolled it around the back of his nostrils. It smelled just like the Warlords bear companion, but not safe or familiar and therefore a threat. What was it doing here? Pacing back and forth as though it couldn't decide whether to run the rik and trespass maybe?

Either way, it just wouldn't do. Levi had to do something about it.

Hurrying alongside the paw tracks, the bear was heading northwest, skirting towards the Ashen's eastern border. It didn't take long for the pup to catch up on swift, golden paws. With a snarl building in his throat, he leapt forwards, teeth and talons ready to rip and tear.