Jael's calm is near-deadly. She's turned to something stony, stalwart in her defense of the boy. She had to. For all the reasons in the world, the least of which being that it was the right thing to do. Sure, that was on her list too, but... fuck. Jael lunged at the bear, teeth gnashing and snapping. Sending it on its way, but something more than that.
It was near the edge of the fjord. A steep, steep, edge. Lunging, barking, snarling-- all of it. Snapping. Her hackles up high down her back. Head tossing. Everything about the dog read fierce. Though the bear had rung her bell, she wasn't going to let up. She wasn't going to relent. It's easier to be brave when it's a predator. It's easier to be brave when it's not her life she's saving.
The bear stumbled backwards, losing its balance. Panicking. Stumbling. Tumbling backwards, and down the edge of the fjord. Jael is quick to lunge forward to make sure the little brown pup is out of harm's way, at least as best she can. Fuck."How the fuck is this coming to find me for a lesson?" Jael's tone isn't one of anger, but bewilderment. Heart still pounding, head still spinning. Dude what the hell?
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