Moonspear Handle me with care

Bronco didn't stop to think how an onlooker might've perceived the whole situation, had they first heard the yipping and hooting before they actually realized what the two yearlings were up to...But he didn't care, either. As far as Bronco was concerned, they were thick as thieves as they matched pace, and sent up a volley of heckling insults to get the bear moving down the mountainside, and away from the interior lands of their pack. And so far, it seemed to be working. 

Osiris caught his attention with a commanding bark, and led his gaze toward the area where the trees fell away, revealing an open grassland. Only a few more strides and they'd push the bear past the borders, so with a renewed sense of duty he sent up his voice in a coyote-like yodel before he set to snarling and growling, gnashing his teeth together. Now was the time to make an impression, and make sure that the bear didn't simply go past the borders- but that it ran past them and kept going.