Hoshor Plains No Time Left To Breathe

The Dotharan were a strong pack, and they were close, readying to come to each other's aid should such a situation arise. Azzaro had been watching the Bison, like always when Kivi's howl rang through the air with such urgency that the day dreaming agouti wolf was such immediately out of his thoughts. The voice of their Khal was quick to reply, Azzaro threw his head back and echoed Rakharo's words before taking off towards the source of Kivi's howl.

The aspiring warrior ran fast despite his robust build, he was born and raised in the plains after all and speed was essential when living out in the open. It wasn't long before he spotted Kivi and Rakharo's figure and a large predator that was danger to most animals, whether they were prey or predator alike.

Approaching downwind so the bear couldn't smell him yet, Azzaro charged forward, attempting to sink a bite into the Bear's hind leg before jumping back quickly to his packmates side.