Tail whip, struggle

He wasn't alone with this bear, but Bronze didn't know that right away. Instead of being flooded with panic he remained calm and composed, carefully calculating the scenario and his odds. If there was more than one bear he'd be well and truly screwed, but as the beast drew closer he could only scent one of them on the air. That and.. a feline? He thought back to the cat her and his siblings had fought off, hoping he wasn't about to get ambushed by another one of those. The sound of the bear's approach only grew stronger and he slowly wheeled around, though he was surprised when he saw the lumbering figuring refocusing on someone else, someone obscured through the fog, and rising up tall. Maybe he ought to take this as a cue to flee while he could but he wasn't a coward, even if he was selfish. Weighing his options, he reacted quickly, charging toward the bear while it attempted to bring its weight down hard on hard on the feline. He aimed for one of its hind legs, snapping at the joint to hopefully cause it to stumble. It was only when he moved to strike did he realize the feline was not stalking him too, but rather was the focus of the bear's assault.