Bramblepoint BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

Embry watched the five wolves begin the attack, peeling his lips back in a deep, resonant snarl. His tail swayed ominously behind him, brushing against the damp earth below. Obediantly, he circled the ring of wolves, looking for strategic exits and entrances along the battle field. His sea-green gaze swept across the scene with keen reserve, a rare sight from the youth. Adrenaline pumped throughout his body, urging him to jump in. C'mon, I just don't want to be in anybody's way.

     Finally, he spotted a small nook just wide enough for him to get a nice shot at the ursine. He was pleased to find that it was close to Kareja, though he respected her rank and did not wish to imply that he was there for assistance. He knew she was well prepared to take care of herself. Instead, he wove his way through the flurry of teeth and claws until he was in a small gap ignored by the other wolves. He took note of the bear's focus (which was mainly Pearl, Ezekial, Kareja, and Steady) and leapt forward. He sunk his claws into the large animal's flesh. Mud clung to his blonde fur, dripping off his flanks like water. The skirmish was organized chaos - the kind he preferred. His hind legs strained to keep him upright, etching deep into the sodden earth as he released his claws and retreated in preparation for round two.