Emberwood heist

Luck had brought about a meal to the ever-hungry hybrid. He didn't believe in gods - who would after living in hell for a year - but someone had blessed him this day. For he had found a bear's carcass.

It was fresh and still steaming; death had recently visited this old bear. How it had died became apparent to him as he sniffed the great grizzly bear's fur, looking for a spot to start digging into the flesh of the ursine. The bear was half crushed in its den, probably a collapse from all the snow. The cave-in gave the bear many open wounds for Audrey to rip open, but he was looking for a good spot on his stomach. That's where all the tasty bits were.

The rain made Audrey's thick coat start sticking to his ample sides, weighing him down heavily. He grunted with annoyance, his bright green eyes shifting, looking for a spot where he could later sleep off his huge meal. As he did so, the behemoth found something striding regally through the trees. A female. And beautiful no less. He stifled a wolf-whisper, for his hungry for food overcame his hunger for women as it always did. With battle-worn fangs, Audrey tore into the bear's side, his eyes flickering from the carcass to the women every so often to keep tabs on her approach.