You lunge with your teeth bared and your belly full, well as full as it’s gonna get. And you fight with the fury of a lightning storm! You distract the bear long enough for your pack to finish eating, and they come in to reinforce you. Together you drive the bear out and there is much rejoicing in the form of howls.

Sadly though you were wounded, very badly, you don’t now if you can pull through, but your loyal pack carries you on their backs back to the den were you can heal. They hunt for you until you can get better, and they keep you warm as the season changes and becomes colder. You are so thankful to have a loyal pack, and you are happy. But, you are still very sick and might die, unless you wish to live some more to lead this wonderful pack.