Marrow

From the humid hell of Auster to the summer heat of Boreas, Marrow worked her way north until at last she found some cooler lands in which to dwell for a time. The journey was energy intensive and her stomach writhed with hunger. She'd had little luck in the few hunts she'd attempted so instead she focused on scavenging. The scent of blood drew her along the base of sheer cliffs where down on the beach she saw a large, white bear eating a seal. Already there were ravens there, picking what they could and scrambling out of the way. That is precisely what Marrow intended to do.

Like a ghost she stalked forward, silent on her cat-like paws as she approached the seal's back. The bear's head was busy in the gut and she snaked her head forward, seizing a chunk of meat from the back and wolfing it down. She had a few mouthfuls swallowed before the bear noticed. And when it did it roared in rage and leapt for her.

The freedom for the man to move as he pleased was welcome. He had taken to the north, the puma cape he wore breaking the wind. He sought entertainment and challenge, neither with more priority than the other. He knew sharpening his skills for the sake of keeping his dearest sister safe was a priority, but a man could afford the occasional distraction, especially if he found something to bring back to her, no?

He was walking past the taiga, where the steep cliff faces rose to the heavens when the scent of fresh kill hit his nose… and shortly after the roar of a beast. Ughh, disgusting bears. Did they not know their place? He raced forward, a grumbling growl passing his lips. He was coming from behind so he didn’t even see the girl, he just went for a hind leg and chomped down before ripping back with the intent of making its movement harder. It swung, a clawed paw first sweeping for the girl before continuing along back toward Ala, though he jumped away out of harm’s way before it could make contact.

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Marrow rolled out of the way of the massive paw that sailed over her head far too close for comfort. Suddenly the bear roared and twisted around. At that moment she spied a brightly marked male behind the bear. Whoo! She was always up for an ally when it came to harassing bears. With the bears head turned away from her Marrow bounded back into the fray. Jaws open she slammed into the bear's side, just behind it's right front leg, her jaws digging into the back of the shoulder where it connected to the side. She sought to rip tendons there. At the same time her claws dug into its side and she held on as it roared and thrashed. She could feel it twist around for her but Marrow clung on, trying to stay out of reach of its jaws.

The bear turned toward him now, the femme was back into the fray. Not that Alaois was going to let her have all the fun! The bear went to thrashing and with its head turned toward the femme Ala would lunge back for it. His fangs sought his face, forelimbs aiming to wrap around its head and put it in a headlock. His bold attack earned him the bear’s eyes, fangs clamped down and ripping through the organ with ease. Roars of pain, claws lashing out at the younger wolf before him as she too tore through important parts of the bear. Blood spilled from its wounds, two limbs down as it stumbled and thrashed, half on the earth as it tried to get at least one of the wolves that pained it. Poor bastard never stood a chance! With his back legs on the ground now, Alaois sought to twist the head at an angle… and give the girl an opening for its throat.

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Marrow thrashed her head violently, claws digging and ripping at the bear while her fighting companion kept the head at bay. Eventually she felt the limb quiver under her fangs. She severed tendons and ligaments as she dug in, rendering the limb weak until it collapsed and the bear collapsed. Marrow released her grip, tail waving like a banner and she looked for another target only to see the large male had the bear's face in a vicious grip. He had the bear's head twisted and its throat available so she charged for that. Her hunter's instinct kicking in as she grabbed the bear's throat, just below the jawline where the flesh was thinnest. Her fangs dug in deep and she thrashed her head to do as much damage as possible. Eventually, the bear passed and Marrow let loose her grip, stretching her jaw, the muscles having been strained in the process of the battle.