a polar what?

Aided by his small size Tarnish managed to stay out of reach of the bear's claws as well as its teeth though he found his grip starting to loosen as he was slung around left and right and in circles. Thankfully his father got the bear's attention long enough for Tarnish to let loose his grip and drop back to the ground. He scampered a little ways away, panting and rubbing his sore arms. Ow! That took a lot more strength than he realized. "Worc! The face, the face!" He called as he spied his crow companion flying onto the scene. The bird nodded then dove down at the polar bear's face talons lashing out at the eyes before the crow deftly soared back into the air, just missing the jaws. Tarnish slunk back around, debating the best way to approach. Deciding the strike and run option was best for his limited strength and endurance Tarnish darted forward, claws drawn as he swiped at the bear's ankle before dashing off.

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