Sawtooth Spire Mollusus

Doing the same thing!!

What a fucking nightmare. The coyotes' attack was too organized to be something that had been thrown together at the scent of young cubs; they knew exactly where the den was and had brought a sizable troupe for the job, which was extremely rare for their kind, especially as they were notorious scavengers. In her short-sightedness and failure to run the beasts out, she had given her pack and their newly-born legacy over to danger. Such was unacceptable.

These thoughts, however, fueled her rage as she lunged for the coyote that seemed to linger near the mouth of the den. Her jaws snapped for his scruff, snatching the smaller carnivore up and whipping her head from side to side until she heard the satisfying crack. His neck snapped, the coyote could do no more. He was as good as dead. 

So too was Kanik it seemed, who lay in a pool of his own blood. 'Fuck'. Not only had she endangered the pups, she had probably killed their newest member. Great. Whirling, Nanuk dove for the two terrorizing the red male and shoulder checked him to grab his attention. "Kanik," She instructed. "I'll handle these assholes." 

Her teeth snapped in fury as she went for one of the two, the sounds of battle around her drowned out by the pounding of blood in her ears. Even if they all survived this, the polar bear would not forgive herself for her grave error.