We Bare Bears Crowbar Jones: Origins Novels & Stories

But their hunting success sat at a perfect one hundred percent. When it rose up on its hind legs, it was three times my size, blocking out the moon itself. It reeked of death and bloodlust. Bears were supposed to be omnivores, but this monster craved battle before it claimed its meal. It lived for the violence. My life flashed before my eyes as the werebear snarled and raised a massive paw, ready to tear me apart. Then…