Make the most out of no time

Remi could feel the jaws of the creature tightening around his throat, but his mane did provide a formidable barrier. Still his breathing became laboured as his throat was restricted, and nimble or not, there was hardly anywhere to go. Despite the pain, as streaks of blood appeared on the bear's side, the lion's bloodlust was engaged and engorged in a way that Remi hadn't quite felt since that first night shifting into it.  His rational mind was cast away in the force of primitive emotions, and even as his body was thrown hard to the ground, he did not panic. As the bear's teeth found the thin flesh of his shoulders, Remi roared loudly with pain, his massive teeth snapping for the bear's paw nearest to him, hoping to sever it at the wrist with his powerful jaws. THWACK Snarling to the side, all Remi could see beneath the darkness of the bear's fur were Sam's feet. Too close— He tried to think, but the lion pushed his thoughts away with careless and brute force. Trying to scramble out from beneath the bear, hopefully having broken one of its wrists, Remi tried to stand at Sam's side, hunkered low and ready to pounce despite the tributaries of blood matting his fur. remi Too long till I drown in your hands