Bear Attack!

Álarr leapt forward, brandishing his horns and the bear twisted to the side to land on all fours, shuffling away from him. The large predator eyed the group of wolves one last time before turning and stumbling away. Álarr remained tensed and ready, just in case the beast changed its mind but thankfully it raced away and didn't turn back. Álarr let out a sigh and turned to the boy with a nod. "Good work, Merlin. Thank you."

He then turned to the strange pup that had been the start of all this. "Are you alright, young one? What are you doing out here? Where are your parents?" He would have thought the commotion would have brought them running and yet he saw no sign of any adult strangers. That did not bode well and he had a sinking feeling the pup had been abandoned.