Something to Prove

There was no protest from Xina and they were off, her on the left and he the right. The wind was working in their favor too, the mother bear rising on her hind feet to search for threats and finding none. Boy, was she wrong.

Xina wasted no time in lunging towards the bear, wrapping her fangs around it's throat and clawing at its belly to drag it down. What was she thinking? Rushing into something without thought would certainly get her killed. Oh well, more points for him. He watched a moment before making his own move, rushing towards the side of the bear from his hiding place in the treeline, parting his jaws as he leapt and sank his own fangs into the side of the mother black bear, sinking into the flesh just above her hip where it was loosest and tender.

The mother bear roared and swiped wildly, but Dracun managed to dodge her attempts by latching on hard to her flesh and tugging downwards, planting his hind paws into the ground and forcing himself backwards to shred her. Either Xina would rip out it's throat or he would spill her entrails- either way, the mother wouldn't survive... and soon, neither would her cubs. The thought brought a wicked smile across his face and he shook his head to deepen the tear he was leaving, eager to drag the mother down and her cubs with her so he could pass this test and make not only his mother and father, but maybe even the sultan himself proud of their success... or at least not annoyed.