Whitefish River Bear!

Cara ignored Majesty's pleads, she felt her heart thumping against her throat, making it harder and harder to breathe. She was conscious that what she was about to do might seal her fate, it was dangerous, suicidal even, but she trusted her paws and her swiftness more than she should.

She stopped when she was standing directly at 90 degrees from the bear, at a considerable distance of course but still leaving little room between the bear and herself. She bared her teeth and lashed her tail wildly aiming to get the brute's attention away from her packmate.

The large creature swung his massive head to the side, locking eyes with the female. Cara felt her paws ache and she knew she had to get away now. She broke into a run, heading to the opposite side Majesty was at. The bear roared with fury and took off after her.