It's Not Spring Yet!

Somewhere from the corner of her eye as she continued to grapple with this bear and try to get a good enough tear at its throat to rip through a vital artery or something of the sort, she saw a flash of Saracyn's red coloring go by and then a moment later she felt the bear lurch under her and its pained, panicked roars became choked. She continued to hold on, adding in her own damage where she could until she finally felt the signature jerks and spasms as the bear finally began to die. A beat of worry and panic gripped her chest when she saw Sara get tossed aside yet again, but as the bear collapsed with her still on top of its corpse she saw that he was still breathing and there was a grin on his lips so she was able to sigh as she let go of the bear.

She got down from the large predator, staggering a bit as her tired muscles caught up with her and her sore paws protested standing any longer. She was really going to have to take it easy on the claws for a few days when they got back. The beds of her claws around her toes was getting to be pretty tender after all this strain. Avacyn still hurried over to her brother to check on him though, plopping down next to him in the snow to catch her breath as well, nudging his cheek with her nose. "Please let this be the last time I have to ask if you're okay today," she told him with a chuckle. The predators just kept coming and they didn't seem to want to stop coming and she was getting tired.

"Avacyn Mendacium"