Moonspear Handle me with care

Osiris had quickly abandoned his meal when he heard @Bronco's alarming message—a bear had wandered into Moonspear's claim! With no time to lose, Osiris carefully picked his way down the mountainside while yipping and barking every so often; they were going to need all the help that they could get. Once the incline flattened, Osiris was much more agile than before. He raced recklessly, forcing himself through the underbrush as he followed Bronco's scent-trail until he caught up. 

"Bronco...!" Osiris panted in a whisper once he fell into position alongside his packmate, finding himself suddenly on edge once. He also found that it was suddenly difficult to breathe; the bear's odor was both repulsing and overwhelming. "Have you ever dealt with a bear?" he asked in his next breath. "I haven't, but I'm sure we can come up with something if you haven't, either." They'd need to for the sake of their pack's safety—and quick, before it stole any more of their resources.