[BEAR.]

Darkbelly beamed at her, plopping the hare onto the rock he'd previously perched on. "Not as nice as yours! You're a fantastic hunter." He wasn't entirely aware of her disabilities, obviously there was her eye, but he didn't know about the lack of her sense of smell.

Ears perking, he barely had time to register the hawk swooping down at them before he moved, intending on knocking Snailpaw down to get between her and the predatory bird.

It seemed to work, when talons raked across his back, hooking into his skin, and he twisted with an angry hiss to swat at the bird with his claws as it attempted to lift him-- only to find itself being dragged down from his weight. He wasn't a light cat, after all!

Still, the pain was aggravating, and it was becoming increasingly more difficult to get a good hit. At least his struggles seemed to be going somewhere-- with a screech, the bird loosened its grip, and he could feel himself sliding until he was a sunken heap on the ground.

Ouch, that'd ought to leave a mark! He didn't even want to look-- to see the damage done to his back.
@GLaDOS