Hideaway Strath There Are Monsters

She was never very far from Kynareth, even now that she had earned a certain degree of freedom. The day had been pretty miserable, though; she was built for the cold and snow, but this storm was almost unbearable even for her. She had tried to look for something to hunt but realized quickly that it was impossible right now. 

She was headed back to Ky's den to try and get some kind of relief from the biting wind when she heard the roaring of a bear. Simmik froze. Then came the call from Nyra followed soon after by the sounds of a fight. She whipped around and headed towards the sounds, skidding to a halt just as she came upon the scene. She was hidden enough that it would be difficult for anyone to know she was there. Suddenly, she saw the situation as an opportunity to escape. Everyone would soon be distracted, and she could be long gone before they noticed. For some reason she hesitated, though. 

She had been aware of his presence even before she realized it. But when her gaze finally found him, her heart dropped into her stomach. He was charging after a giant, angry bear, and her instinct was to help him—for some reason it outweighed her instinct to make a run for it. He called out for Nyra and Whrist to go after the other bear.

Simmik wasted no more time; she charged from the trees, her gaze narrowing in on the second bear. She used the momentum of her run to thrust her through the air as she lunged for one of its rear legs, jaws opening to connect with flesh and clamp down as hard as she could.