Gyrfalcon's Keep fossil fire

In response to her command, the boy did... Nothing. The mountain Alpha felt that she was being held in thrall. One step toward him would spell disaster for her when the demons he had called rose to his word. The loa were powerful, and Sos and Atka more powerful than all the loa together, but the Bear Gods would not save her from demons. Demons were an otherworldly thing, with no connection to the spirit realm nor that of the living. They were born of pure evil.

The warlock seated himself, and though ordinarily she would have been pleased with the way he planed his ears to the sides, today it made her uneasy. She shifted her paws beneath her and looked about, clearly growing more nervous by the minute. In his eyes burned a defiance that she didn't like. She refused to move either toward him or away from him, as there was no telling when his demons would strike.

"Call them off!" she said again, loud and distraught this time. Her ears flicked toward her rear as if to appease him, though in her heart she was a leader. This display was solely in hopes he would revoke his incantation. "If you call them off, I will not harm you," she swore, with her tail swishing timidly behind her.