Great Bear Wilderness Where the mountains are less annoying and have a name

As she darted away he turned to face her, tail curled and teeth bared viciously as he stared her down, slowly pacing back and forth. As she growled he lunged and pushed off the ground, jumping up and grabbing a loose bit of flesh at the bottom of her cheeks, holding on and shaking back and forth before slipping off, not coming away with much else than chunks of fur. Once on the ground he slipped to the side, keeping on his feet so he could be ready to defend. 

35/50 for Sarah. 50/50 for Valour