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They went several yards further before finally grinding a halt. The tawny beta turned sidelong to glance back in the direction of the bear's den in time to see it disappear back inside. A menace. Come late spring there might be a need to take care of it, but there wasn't much they could do presently. Licking his chops, the wolf swung his tail nervously and flinched when Taggarik neared.

But the alpha male was only investigating, not disciplining, and so he turned his skull to give the alpha access. There was a shallow cut from where one of the bear's hooked nails had found purchase in his skin, but the damage was mostly internal in the form of bruising. He would be all right, albeit dizzy and unsteady for a few days. Speaking of dizzy, the man swayed and sat down heavily with a dull whine.