Bite Your Face
The woman hunkered down for a moment, sizing up the two strangers. Fur bristled upon end as Hala didn't care for the sight of the bear, wanting to get it away from the other as quick as possible. She was skilled but also very careful in her steps that would draw her closer. Her nostrils flared as she would throw herself into the fight. A warning snarl was given forth. Soon she had thrown herself at the hindquarters of the bear latching down but not getting a good grip on the bear. So Hala released, the bear continued to try and shake the wolf from his paw.
Growing angry Hala threw herself near the bears side, her teeth latching there as she danced on her back paws shaking her own skull to and fro. The sound of tearing flesh ripping threw the air. Hala's tail offering little balance as front paws would try to dig into flesh more.