An Unexpected Welcome

A shadow flickered out of the corner of her eye. Red like blood followed by the clacking of teeth. Lukina turned to get a better look and then she saw the grolar bear. They locked eyes for just a second before the bear let out a horrifying roar. It barreled toward her, fur rippling along its muscled form. Lukina, dove out of the way, avoiding the bear's massive teeth but she could not avoid its claws entirely. The grolar's left claws cut into her side just behind her left foreleg. Blood splattered the ground and she winced but swiftly pushed the pain to the back of her mind as war had taught her. As survival had taught her.

Lukina lashed out at the bear just as it started to twist around. Her fangs latched onto the bear's left ankle. Her claws then wrapped around for the knee and she hunt on tight, head thrashing as she sought to unearth the achilles tendon and leave it open and vulnerable to her razor sharp fangs.