Alaric was in the basin with Amelia. He had agreed to escort the rather embodiment of ray of sunshine to the area to find herbs for her collection. His two cane corsos Maul and Cinder were not far behind. The basin was lush and full of life in the heat. He was relaxing in the shadow of a nearby tree, Maul and Cinder were play sparring beside him. He was watching the general area was Amelia was when the scent of a bear entered into his wet nostrils. No, not one, two. Two grizzley bears. Immediately his hackles stood on end. It wasn't until he heard a scream from Amelia did the white brute go charging in that direction. Maul and Cinder were quick to run after Alaric.

The scent of the bear's grew stronger and stronger intermixing with Amelia. Fuck. Fuck. When he got to the scene, Amelia was squeezed between the two bears in a cowardly stance. Alaric charged forwards after one of the bear's, his black maws splayed open as he sought side of the neck of the second bear. Maul and Cinder naturally ran over to the first bear, barking and nipping around it to keep the damn thing distracted as their companion fought off the second bear.

The day was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, although a little too much for her liking. It was hot out for sure. However, there were herbs that needed stocking before falls and winter came. Alaric, one of her less friendly rescuers, had reluctantly agreed to follow her to the basin to help her gather the herbs. She disappeared into some thicket, knowing his gaze would be watchful.

She was humming a soft song as she sniffed out the herbs. Her focus was strong as she found her after her, gathering them within her delicate maws. Then, the scent of two grizzley bears entered his nose. She froze in place, dropping the herbs immediately. There, in front of her not even ten feet away she saw it. The large and imposing predator. Her tail tucked instinctively. Her ears flattened against her skull. She let out a loud scream of fear, her heart sunk to the bottom of her chest. This was it. She was going to die.

Out of nowhere, Alaric seemed to appear. She watched as he bravely charged for the bear behind her. Seconds later, Maul and Cinder were charging the first bear. She shook in fear. She swallowed shards of glass in her throat. What should she do? She never fought a bear before! She never had to. But Alaric was risking his life...for her. She had to to something. She ran forwards for the bear that Alaric was fighting, straight for it. It was about to swipe at Alaric! She dove in and landed a nasty bite of its paw, shaking her head. This was crazy! What was she doing! Uhhh!! This was all so frustrating.

Learning the land means spending much of his time out. Doing things. Getting used to the dirt beneath his paws and becoming more familiar with the layout of this strange place... one that had seemed far away, at least until his arrival. Eating the ground with long strides, romping through the tall grass, and trying to untangle the webs of scents that coursed through this place. Moving through the Basin, keeping his eyes peeled and his nose to the ground... shit. Hackles up. It only gets stronger as he moves back in the direction of home base. Viktor rolled his eyes heavily, gait slowing as he assessed the situation. A pair of bears squaring up with a pair of wolves, and no way for Viktor to get home without crossing their path. No way to do slip past them and make it home without the risk of drawing attention to himself, at least. The odds were better if he just fought alongside the pair of strangers... fine. Springing into action, Viktor launches himself at the heels of the nearest bear. Teeth gnashing, sinking into tender flesh. A snarl resonating from somewhere deep in his chest, a vicious bite-- he would rend tendons and meat, feeling it all give way beneath his jaws. Right, the sooner he's done here, the sooner he can be home for dinner.

the sweetgrass basin.. he had to find a new fucking lounge scene. with so many animals, he knew it was bound to attract outsider wolves. so close to insomnia, much too close for his comfort. so when he finds the wolves who made such a ruckus, he was surprised to see Viktor there helping in a fight with bears. why? his brows pressed and his snout puckered as his body defaulted into a primal stance- ready to battle after seeing his sibling make contact with the mess of a situation. now zeph had to be involved. trained on go, he would mirror behind Viktor with skill as he moved behind him. his eyes on the footwork as his brother shot forward, making zeph lunge forward on the opposite site. with fangs bared, zephyros would make quick purchase on the bear's forearm. his teeth sinking deep as he then pulled, jerking back with graphic force.



"talk" - "think"

table by scarlet, art by alo

Alaric's maws found the rough hide of the bear's neck. He latched on with force, his fangs burrowing deep within skin and he began to shake his head violently. His gaze flashed to Amelia, who much to his surprise was taking the bear face on. Maybe he had underestimated the woman. His ears caught the sounds of more wolves entering the fray, except they were going for the bear that Maul and Cinder were keeping at bay. Alaric focused back on what he was doing and kept shaking his head, tearing at the flesh of the neck of the bear as it tried to get him off.

Maul and Cinder noticed the two strange wolves take charge and begin to attack the bear. That's when Cinder, the usually more tame of the two cane corsos, lunged himself at the face of the bear. He latched onto the bear's cheek and began to tear at the face, being drugged through the grass as the bear tried to pull away. Maul went in for the neck of the bear, mirroring Alaric as he ferociously latched onto the neck and began to tear away at the thick hide.

Amelia felt her heart pound in her chest as her teeth met with flesh and blood poured into her maws. It was a disgusting metallic taste. She hated it. Her gaze met the angry gaze of the bear and she felt her whole body shiver in fear. She released the paw to avoid the bear from biting at her face. She moved fast away from the bear's maws, feeling it's hot breath on her as it clasped the air. She the sunk her fangs deep into the side of the bear, where the ribcage was, away from its teeth and claws. She was doing what she thought was best to avoid injury. Alaric was already on the bear's neck, surely he could handle it right? She really hoped so. Their lives could depend on it.