Moonspear bear necessities

terance was making absolutely no use for himself today. he'd decided to take off border patrol today, feeling a little groggy that morning, and he couldn't scent a single damn mountain-dwelling prey around... then again, he didn't really go far from his usual sleeping spot, so he didn't try all that hard to make himself busy. as of now, he was quite literally watching paint dry. he'd hidden a cache nearby the night before and had snacked on a rabbit earlier that morning, and was watching with a tilted head and cupped ears as the blood on his grey paw-pads began to fade-- he'd wash it off later, he decided.

hydra's call was his saving grace! hearing it brought him right to his feet-- had anyone been nearby, they might've made note of an audible groan, but terance was very sure he was alone and would tell everyone that he was more than excited to be of service to the pack. it wasn't a lie, he just, well, 5 more minutes, please.

when he finally showed up-- boy was he glad he showed up. he recognized the scent almost instantly, having remembered the one or two times they'd encountered one on their journey. they were not likable creatures-- terance had decided-- and he was only praying to zues that hydra hadn't gotten to it before he did. thankfully, she didn't, and she was alongside... er... alya/lyra-- who looked terrified, leading him to believe it must've been lyra, who he counted as the more timid of the two. right away, the stone darted to the 2/3 cerberus, hearing lyra's (alya) question. "bear," he whispered, nosing both girls on the cheek as a combined act of respect of rank/status, companionship, and reassurance (as lyra (alya) looked terrified still)-- should they let him. "we can't take it down ourselves."