The winged girl had stopped dead in her tracks and this should have been an indication for both her followers to stop as well - alas, they don't. Warlight is on high speed, and stops a few feet from the bear; but Clayton screams something about a sister-keeper, and suddenly the bear, wanting to protect her cubs from the assault no doubt, is roaring, rearing, and slashes Clay near his face. RUN!
Yeah, no shit, Sherlock. The warrior-girl races forward; positioning herself between Clayton and the bear. She gives him a shove in Will's direction, and with a loud and challenging whinny, wings spread, rears at the angry bear. She's buying time. Perhaps the bear will be distracted - but she knows it's too bold a move, deep down; knows that one of them will not survive.
And if any of these three must die, then let it be her.
And when she feels the pain of slash and bite she knows it's gonna be her.
Again.
has always been within
@[Warlight]@[Clayton]