Bad luck charm

The bear was pissed, not that Beau expected the other predator to willingly take damage from him. Beauregard growled around the dagger, knowing that the beast would not flee from what it determined to be a meal so easily. The bear swung again, and once more, Beauregard made to dodge. As he did so, cutting close to the bear’s limb, he lashed out again and slashed across its foreleg. Another bellow as the bear swung again, and this time, it caught the man’s back legs. He would tumble, rolling on the ground as he lost the dagger. Beauregard scrambled back to his paws, lunging towards the bear for some up close and personal punishment. As Beau made for its throat, the beast didn’t have time to swing toward the wolf.

Blind frowned at the girl’s answer. A bad place, huh? The fox furrowed her brow, wondering what sort of place that had been, but nodded. “Beau won’t make you return if it’s bad. He’s got friends down here in Auster, and they wouldn’t turn a blind eye on a pup.” Blind glanced out of the hiding spot as she heard some gurgling outside. Huh, sounded like Beau was trying to get the thing to choke on its own blood. “I’m Blind, by the way. The wolf out there is Beauregard, or Beau is more appropriate. You got a name?”

"Speech" 'Thought.'