Bearly a problem

Just as the boy did, Merrick noted the Elysium scent. Would you look at that? He was helping a pack member. Didn't that make him nice? He'd give himself a pat on the back for it later. For now, there was a bear to murder.

The boy gave up his perch, taking a chunk of the bear with him and Merrick chuckled, lips splitting in a blood grin before jumping back in to take another bite of the bear. This time he grabbed one front elbow, placing his paws on the bears side and pushing hard. Jaws pulled outward and the ursine's elbow snapped right out of the socket. If you couldn't hear the snap, you could definitely hear the bears howl of pain as it threw itself on its side, trying to get its injured elbow as far away from the jaws of the wolf as possible.

"Merrick Mendacium"