bear in the sun. sun bear

As the bear began to fall, Fuji saw her opening. She darted behind the foot that was snared on the root and clamped her fangs deeply in the ankle of the foot that came down to try and offer the bear some stability. It’s bellow was telling enough, and she tried her best to disengage and get out of the way but her sabre teeth were long and she hadn’t exactly used them a whole lot yet.

She also decided she didn’t much like the taste of predator blood.

Her tiny size may have been the only thing that saved her as the beast toppled backwards and landed on it’s butt with a groan, the bend of it’s limb allowing her to escape relatively unsquished. As the beast rolled and grumbled trying to get it’s paws beneath it again, Fuji looked to Hanzo for guidance. Was that enough, to move it on, or did they need to deal with it more… permanently?

“Speech”