Moonspear it's simply unbearable

She lingered long enough to see to it that everyone made their retreats, but she was already stewing angrily with the scent of bear so thick on her senses. Once she saw that tension with the bears began to deflate and did not escalate further with a last minute surprise from either of them, she stole away on her own.

It occurred to her to check back here later to see if the bears remained, or if she could track them from a great distance to see where they often were. But, with her focus too clouded by frustrations alone, she'd revisit the notion when the dust had settled. She slid into the darkness of the nearest thicket without another word.