Firefly Glen [M] stop, don't save yourself

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Screaming, pulling, biting, storming about him. Yakwahe the monster was flustered and confused, blood letting down from each part of him stronger than before. He could feel his strength waning, could feel exhaustion begin to set in. It was resilience that held these stupid beasts strong. The will to protect their own stinking kin was strong, and thus far the bear could not shake them, not even with the pounding of his mangled limbs and paws into the earth, a prayer to the All Mother to drain the life from every last canine on this good and once green place.

The agouti one threw itself at his bleeding face as he charged, no doubt to protect the screaming she-wolf at his feet struggling to get away. He felt white pain across his eye and heard something tear. Rather than writhing in pain, the bear reared again, pulling the wolf who had taken his eye with him, biting with a strange, infuriated focus. He nailed his teeth down into the wolf’s skin, and the moment he made contact, threw him like a ragdoll away from him.

His great paws came crashing onto the unprotected she-wolf, blood from an empty eye socket draining onto her snuffed out figure as she was pulled from beneath him.

Yakwahe could feel teeth sink into his haunch once more. He roared at the pain, stumbling for a moment as the white one targeted the open wound on his shoulder. He wavered, but with two of them down, he turned swiftly to face his two attackers, stepping forward in a bold terrifying display of mangled goliath.

He knew the agouti one was not dead, and looked over at him on the snow. Yakwahe charged again, hoping to destroy the one who claimed the land as his own.