tell a truth most dire

Handsomest distraction in the room, or at least, Wake is pretty sure of that much. It's hard to keep his attention trained on the bear with all the barking, but at least they're doing a good job. The beast is well and distracted, slowly crippling as they continue their assault. Really, he needed to learn sooner or later, right?

Ripping and tearing, rending flesh with teeth, they converge on the thing. Wake can feel the bear's blood run down his chin, staining the front of his coat. Everything is glorious, beautiful, wonderful about it. Bearing down, it shouldn't be long yet. Already wobbling over his hind end, they're nearly there.

WAKE UP