Moonspear bear necessities

Her furious glare locked on whatever piece of Galaxy she could glimpse. She seethed, riled by how inherently wrong the sight was to behold: a bear keeping a puppy, her puppy no less. How it had come to this, exactly, she did not want to process right now. Not when, once more, everything escalated in the seconds to follow. What mattered, and where her focus was immediately, was on a pale scrap of a wolfpup freed from the bear's grasp. When said menace roared, and towered so far above them, the relief was ice cold. She reached out her muzzle and whined when the pup fell to a limp unconscious heap before her. But, Galaxy was free--a major turning point in this, she sensed.. she hoped.

Now with the others at the ursine menace's mercy, this brought the beginning of a chance that came at a cost. Lyra wasted no time seizing it to its fullest advantage, precisely as Amekaze needed her to right now when the bear swung for her own as well. This quick thinking in turn freed her to turn upon the bear in earnest to run all the interception. Keeping it away from Lyra's flight was now her main mission.

With it already having damaged their numbers by one, she worried. But she swung opposite Hydra to circle anyway, now with a renewed focus. She was no longer inhibited by the presence of her pup in such a wretched, chaotic situation. She would default to violence while she still could, which brought her lunging in close yet again. Her aim was for the bear's thighs, wanting to further irritate any damage done by them earlier. She aimed to dive past fur and flesh both. The more distance between her fleeing daughters and right here and now, the better. Every second was in their favor.

Yet even when she showed no signs of heading in that same direction, the dark alpha still refused to relent. She trailed after her with more snaps as she began her route to the cave, and only backed off long enough to howl to @Charon: Lyra has Galaxy.. there is a bear..! She didn't take the time for more than that and knew it would only raise more worrying questions from her mate. Desperately, she willed Lyra to make it to safety, and even better, to her father to detail this. Only then would she even begin to feel truly better about this unexpected mess.

At the cave herself, she squinted into the darkness at the sight of the bear's retreating back. She growled at the threshold, still riling and heart pounding. The bloodlust singing in her veins said follow it further, go deeper, do more! Better sense advised caution, at least for a beat. Her tail lashed and she stepped aside long enough to breathe and see how the others fared.