Who gets the meal?

At this point, Kotori wasn’t all that surprised to see Keahi.  She certainly made her way around the landscape these days.  Regardless of why she was so often about the fact was she was once again here to help kill a bear.  It was apparent she was succeeding in getting the bear's attention as well.

When the bear's attention went to Keahi it turned its head and its shoulders for a second.  Obviously, it was a dumb bear.  Lunging in Kotori tasted the fur and some of the flesh that came from the bear’s neck, but there was too much skin and too little muscle beyond the skin.  The bear quickly spun back to face Kotori, mouth opening wide and hand coming in this time to try and grab at the wolf.  

Kotori twisted his head sideways, horns stabbing at the paw, teeth snapping in the air with a warning at the muzzle coming at him.  The large bear wasn’t worried about Kotori’s teeth compared to his own and was now all the more pissed off.  Kotori was forced to back peddle, weight shifting to his haunches as he avoided the bear’s teeth.  Still, it wouldn’t want to put the weight down on that front paw again, nor would it have a choice but to do so.  It roared at him and Kotori snarled back at it.

The bear wasn’t giving enough attention to the wolf behind him now.

"Kotori"