Going Apeshit

Whaaaat in the hell was that thing? As Bowen traversed the natural floor of the valley, a hulking black and silver form came rushing from the dense, emerald foliage. The strange creature opened its mouth, flashing wickedly long teeth as it raised up and beat on its chest. Bowen's eyes went wide and she leaped away from the beast. Never in all of her life had she seen such a thing!

What she would later find out to be called a gorilla, sprinted at her. It was deceptively fast, but Bowen was small and much faster. The beast lifted a log and threw it at the caramel and cream fae, but Bo dodged effortlessly. Her small form cut through the grass, zigzagging until she came in close to the angry silverback. It wanted a fight and she would give it one. Or, at least enough of one to let it know not to screw with wolves. Teeth bit into one thick calf muscle and the gorilla rounded on her, quickly forcing Bowen to release her hold and skitter away. She needed reinforcements.

"Bowen"