Brown bear, brown bear, what do you see?

Once she was sure that Cerberus was okay, she returned her full attention to the bear. It's confidence seemed to have waned a bit, eyeing them both as it regained its bearings and gave an angry roar toward them. They probably could have turned and run at this point and she didn't think it would come after them, but since they were so close to the pack's borders she felt like they needed to make a point and drive it away so it wouldn't get brave and start crossing into their territory. With a glance toward Cerberus she nodded for him to follow her lead and she ran forward toward the bear with a snarl and her hackles bristled, growling as she snapped at its legs and shoulder, head butting its side and jabbing at it to drive it back. She had to jump back and dodge its blows a couple of times, but they wore it down, the bear stumbling back a couple of more times before finally turning to go back the way it came, splashing through the river to disappear into the woods on the other side.

"Dalila Vista Rocha"