Great Bear Wilderness i've a nagging fear someone else is pulling at the strings

That didn't seem to work. Clarence was getting tunnel vision - his head was beginning to throb and all he could focus on was the pulse in the throat of the woman he was sparring with. It wasn't unbearable or uncontrollable yet, but he was to the point where he could absolutely ignore the burn in his own muscles as he lunged forward instantly, pivoting on his paws to this time dive beneath the woman, aiming to hit her underbelly.