Jade Fern Grove run, and grow up fast

Morran and her cronies rose out of the shrubbery like black ghosts. No sounds or scents to warn the canine family - all of a sudden, it was (barely) 1.75 wolves against three fully grown grizzly bears, just like that. 

One, two, two and a half second passed in stunned silence. Bazi wilted under the glare of six gleeful, piggy little eyes - her own pupils became pinpricks in a sea of blue. For one shameful moment, she considered death. No more pack, no more children - the endless burden of life would be over, once and for all. 

Morran's lips pulled back over the largest teeth canines Bazi had ever seen. The other two folllowed suit. In face of these odds, Bazi made a decision. "..run."