The elk closed its mouth after screaming. Twitching and looking at both the bark bear and Balto at the same time, it loweres its head. The puss is leaking out in a steady rythm. Its breath is rough and spit is spilling out of its mouth. The bark bear is breathing heavily, half of its face missing and with multiple wounds over its front and back. Balto however is not moving at all, barerly breathing.

What the fuck? How couldnt I notice the smell? Balto started panicking to himself. It doesnt make any sense, how could he could he not smell the blood and gore scattered around the place. He was so confused, but more than anything he was scared beyond reason. That elk was obviously not normal, but the fact that it was having a standoff with a bark bear, was scaring him even more. That bark bear is huge, and the elk is also bigger than him. But for some reason, his legs wont move! Absolutely petrified, but Balto wants to run away. He is locked in place, either because the elk staring down on him with three eyes or because of something else. He could feel his tail hiding between his legs. And the itch was back, but now he felt it inside his head. Right in his skull. The itch feels like a squirrel is gnawing on his brain as if it was a big nut. The elk noticed that Balto wasnt paying a lot of attention and took a step closer. Now Balto was more terrified. But his legs wont work. Panic was rising up and if he could sweat, he would be dreanched. The elk sees this and takes another step forward.

But suddenly the bark bear dashes forward towards it. The elk spins around just in time, but not fast enough for the bark bear tackling it down with a roar. The two of them slams down a meter away from Balto, landing with so much force that he loses his balance and falls even closer to them. The hot breath from both the elk and the bark bear is hitting Balto in the face. The elk is swings its antlers around, landing right into the bark bears already wounded face. The bark bear roars and backs off quickly, allowing the elk to get back up with its back towards Balto. The standoff was back and the bark bear was bleeding harder from its face. The elk isnt looking any better with more puss leaking out. Balto could just run away, but the itch was just getting stronger and stronger. The itch was annoying him and that elk is looking at him at all. Pluss the hunger on top of that was making Baltos thoughts scramble together. Sure that elk is pretty scary, but look at elk butt. It looks perfectly good to chomp at.

*EEEEE-EA!*

On top of the elks behind, the odd dire wolf was biting down on its hip. The elk tries to shake it off, but the dire wolf is biting down with everything it got. The bark bear manages to slap the elk while it was distracted. The spikes punctured throught its paw, but the bear didnt seem to mind. Enraged, the elk snaps it neck in a unnatural manner and hits the dire wolf and at the same time manages to kick it of. The dire wolf lands on the ground and the elk looks back to the bark bear. Its head snaps somewhat back to place and charges in. The bear tries to dodge, but is hit on the side. The bear roars in pain and the elk pushes its horns deeper into it. The dire wolf gets back up and runs over to the elk, jumping on top of its back again. This time the elk snaps its neck again and lands a solid hit on the dire wolf, but for some reason the horns doesnt dig in as deep as they did last time. The distraction was good enough for the bear however. It stands up on its hind legs, towering over the elk and the dire wolf, and smashes down with both paws. With a crunch the whole throat of the elk rips open, the weight of the bear pushing it down to the ground with a boom. The elk is now spraying the bear with sickening puss and before it gets to make another scream, the wolf and the bear bites down on the little neck there is of the elk. The elk releases a last weak scream before its head is ripped of and thrown away by the bear. It lands close to one of the other elk corpses, the two dead elks staring at eachother with lifeless eyes.

"We did it." Balto muttered to himself in disbelief. "We did it!" Shouting to the sky, he dances around the corpse of the elk. The bark bear takes a few steps away from Balto, panting from the exhausting fight, and plops down to rest. Its still bleeding face is covered in puss, and it sticks like glue to the face of the bark bear. Not daring to touch the wound, the bark bear looks back to the dire wolf because it stopped making noise.

Balto looks down to the dead elk. His spit is slowly drooling down from his mouth. He slowly leans down and takes a bite of the elk. Its blood is a odd yellow colour, but it still smells like elk. The bark bear looks at Balto in disbelief as he swallows the chunk down. The meat itself doesnt taste like anything. Wonder why? Balto could try to think why he wasnt tasting anything, but he is awfully hungry and continues to eat some more of the yellow elk meat. Feeling a little hungry aswell, the bark bear growls at Balto to scare it away. Balto looks up to the bark bear, looks back down to the elk with yellow puss leaking out from the flesh, and back up again. Thinking about it, Balto walks away slowly from the bear and leaves. The bear doesnt try to intimidate Balto, its half normal half torn to pieces face is enough. When it cant see Balto anymore it takes a whiff of the elk, grimaces, and tries to take a bite out of it. Immedietly the bear regrets it, and the last thing it thought of before its insides decided to greet the falling sun is about that weird dire wolf eating so much of this disgusting shit.