Bite Your Face

Hala's grip upon the bear was unrelenting, she listened and watched as best she could to what the masculine was attempting to do, her claws meeting that of flesh finally and gripping harder down onto the bears side. Blood pouring down over her facial features releasing a muffled growl. Hala soon allowed herself to release.

Her lips pulled back as tongue lapped at her nose. A deep growl slipping out, as hackles rose. Eyes never leaving that of the bear. The snapping of jowls opening and snapping shut was the only sound one could hear from her besides the growls that escaped her throat in a threatening manner. Hala was in no mood at all to deal with another, especially that of the bear species.

A problem is what these large creatures were. Towers pressed against her skull as eyes watched and waited for the bears next move.

"Hala Indigo"