Pandora bared her teeth and glared at Hood. That comment made her want to go mad. She wasnt feeling sorry for herself at all, she was just annoyed that she had been saved. She had wanted to die. Sal hated her, for reasons the female did not know, and it seemed she had turned them against her. She growled again, grabbing the hare and getting up. She followed after Hood and threw the prey back at her with a soft grunting noise, before she began to pad off. SHe would have run into the grizzly if she hadnt have looked up. With a soft whimper, she looked to Sal and Cyrus and then back to the camp. She had two choices; to run away and be branded a coward, or to play the hero to two wolves who disliked her. She hoped with all her heart that the bear would walk away and she would have to do nothing.
Aislin looked a bread with a confused expression before tenatively following after him, unsure of herself once again. She looked at the ground as she walked, her ears and tails flattened down in submission. She did enjoy company, but this kind of company was making her feel afraid and unsure of herself. She remained with the wolves, hoping Judeq would talk. If he did, there was a chance that the ice between all three wolves would melt.
(Err...guys? In every TWP RP I've been in it seems Sal has been encountering a grizzly. Enough bear love, i say. Or bear hate. I cant tell if you like them or dislike them, due to their frequent mentions i think like, but their killing i think is a dislike... o.O anyways, maybe get the bear to go away. Too much bear attacking-ness...)