The bear drops back down on its paws and runs at me and I narrowly miss its body barreling toward me when I dive out of the way. The bear turns and I scramble on the loose leaves and twigs, rushing for my axe beneath Zeke who is thrashing still trying to get free, my hands lock around the axe, just as the bear's claws hook into my ankle and I scream as pain slices through my leg.
Tossing me back the other way. I hit a tree and the ax goes flying from my hand. Shaking my head I try to feel for the other elements but the bear's teeth and claws coming toward me make me rush to my feet. Only the moment I put pressure on that foot, my leg gives way at the pain. I choke on it, and move toward the river.
“Zeke, call Hunter!” I groan when I am tackled by the bear. It rips through me and Zeke ro
