Too early to be morning

It was with a jaunty step and a typically arrogant air that Wendigo made his way through this land. While nothing much at first glance this place was full of oddities and scraps of metal and glass you sometimes had to look out for under paw, things that were great to use if you were crafty - which he was not - or patient enough to pick through to trade - he was also not that. So he was mostly ignoring the junk and just passing through when he heard a roar rather uncomfortably close at hand, and his eyes darted around to find an absolute beast of a bear attacking a tractor... With a wolf on it? For a moment he watched, entertained just by the situation, before deciding that you know, it would be way more entertaining to sink his teeth into something. Stretching his long stride into a leaping run he through himself in behind the bear with a roar of his own, slamming himself into that bear's leg like a battering ram and bouncing off, fangs slashing as he did.