What does self preservation and fear taste like?

As if lions, tigers, and other manner of big cats weren’t bad enough, he had seen a large snake chancing their borders, and now he found a bear sniffing at them! The ursine hadn’t been bold enough to cross yet, the smell of the wolves keeping it at bay, but renewed confidence at how he handled the last boar grizzly Gavroche was ready to take it on without hesitation, help or no help! “Hey fuzz butt, get lost!” The winged boy barked as he charged at it! Jaws parted, wings outstretched slightly to aid in his balance, Gavroche flew at the bear’s back leg and leaped. Dexterous digits dug into dark fur, the yearling wrinkling his nose as he gagged. “Gah! You stink! Didn’t your mama ever tell you to take a bath!?” It smelled AWFUL! And it was worse this close up! The bear, less than thrilled with the tiny wolf clinging to it, was starting to spin in a circle to dislodge him. Clinging tight, Gavroche took in a breath from his mouth and bit down. Big bullies would be chased off!

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