This wasn’t going well and if he didn’t turn the tide this war would be lost. That much was clear, though he felt his form touch and hit none of the wolves had been completely crushed which was a shame in his book. Now though he was sitting there feeling the wolves all draw back with only minor victories to keep him going. None of his attacks had been direct enough to stop them, though he had seen one finally see the light and flee from the situation. More. He needed more of that. That one was so small it hardly mattered the only ones left were all behemoths to the wolven kin ones that he would hopefully continue to beat away and murder to the best of his ability.

Still right now he was curled up slightly defensive with nowhere to go. His fall seemed to be ineffective in greatly injuring any of them so that he would have more room to fight and work. Soon after the fall he saw the black and white wolf come charging for his paw to which he continued swinging at his chest before feeling the bite of fangs into it before he drew himself further into his protective ball. The red-one then went slightly exposed muzzle, a foolish mistake as he drew his head out maw open wide to grab at the area where his neck, chest, shoulder and leg all connected. His neck extending, not caring that he felt the bite of fangs dig into the bridge of his muzzle if it meant severely damaging one of them. When the golden one went for his other paw he thrusted it forward to smash him back though even then he thought he felt fangs touch him he didn’t roar out. He was enraged completely, adrenaline at this point only allowing him to feel slight pain and pressure as he knew at this point he was fighting with every fiber of his being to keep himself alive.

However that didn’t help him when he felt a sudden sharp pain right behind his skull, he couldn’t help, but suddenly lift his head in pain trying to roll and toss the creature that had him off, but more were descending and quickly too. As he rolled to try and get the one off his nape, another went grabbing and digging at his stomach. He threw his leg back trying to get him off. He was getting desperate, doing anything he could to get them away. His eyes widened unsure how to get out of this now. For all his confidence this was going very poorly now. He hadn’t expected so many, and for them to be so relentless. But he couldn’t hit the wolves digging at his side and neck with any of his weapons without moving, not aided by as soon as he tried to knock the one on his stomach off the other had grabbed at his armpit. He was starting to get dizzy with all the pain and blood loss. His leg froze and his body was stiffening slowly and doing more jerking motions rather than moving fluidly as it had at the start. He was immobilized then someone took advantage of his slightly raised neck, feeling her cling to his jugular at the base of his neck. With wolves clinging to him and piled ontop of him he wasn’t able to stop her violent ripping and tearing at him. Blood sprayed from the wound and the bear gave one finally flinching lunge with his claws to try and get her off but his form was so heavy and weighed down if she got any wounds they wouldn’t be deep or damaging enough to deter her. The final nail in the coffin was when he tried to regain himself only to feel more pressure upon his legs making him still.

He couldn’t move, he was dying. The female strangled and drained what was left from him. The war was lost. The golden one was out there though, and from the black monster’s death hopefully the golden one would know and learn… Thus back to shadows this creature went. Forever.


((To make sure I don’t forget and you guys know!
Here’s a list of the bear’s injuries:
Grazed nose (Tuari). Two large gashes across his front right paw (Lex). Deep dug in wounds in his back right leg above the hock (Vlad). Shallow wounds to his upper back leg (Hersch). Deep penetrating long gashes in shoulder (Connie). Light wounds just at the side of his throat (Dexter). Grazes, large bit of fur taken out (Tithe). Deep bite Wounds in the rough, between the shoulders (Astrid). Slight wounds on his back side (Starfall). Further wounds to his muzzle (Vlad). Wounds (depth to be determined) on front right paw (Lex). Shallow wounds to left paw (Connie). Deep wounds to the nape of neck (Tuari). An array of wounds at his stomach just by his rib cage (Dexter). Deep wounds into the armpit (Tithe). Killing blow to jugular (Astrid). More deep wounds to his hind legs (Starfall)

Made direct attacks towards: Vlad, Lex, Astrid))