King Elk Forest This is new

Oh, for Heaven's sake. The bear rolled his eyes. So territorial these wolves. Can't even let people pass 10 leagues away from their territory without starting a fight about them being "too close". He dragged himself up from his comfortable position (he heard his joints crack and groaned at the feeling), standing upright, towering above the small wolf.

I am a twenty year old bear. What kind of hunting do you expect me to do? I can barely catch a deaf and blind old moose, let alone an elk in its prime. He scoffed, annoyance turning into rage. He was no beserker, not even a warrior, but he could still pack a punch if he wished. I was merely passing through. I cannot say the same for this gentleman here, but what can one wolf do to ruin a pack? Quite a lot, he thought, his mind wandering towards some half-remembered story.