He kept clear of the looming cave, sensible enough to recognise a threat had spurred the woman onwards. When she began to back away, announcing a one word reply, his paw offered her a Cautious Smile before he too casually took his steps in her direction. He wasn’t about to tangle with an angry bear, not without good reason. Even then, if he had to, he would rather take a squad of their best fighters. Their best fighters? He wondered who they would be, what they would look like. He felt like a memory was attached to the thought, but nothing followed.
He hid his frustration well, matching his stride to hers as they moved further away from the source of the threat. He could hear the raw rasp in her throat, and felt he read trepidation in her expression - but he was not positive, still learning as he was, to read the face of a barbarian.
“Thanks for the warning” his warm voice pitched to travel just between the two of them. He might have called out to her as he watched her run, but that didn’t mean he approved of raising his voice. His thanks was genuine, knowing he would have explored the cave if she hadn’t been there, and wasn’t pleased with the concept of tangling with a bear alone. “Are you injured?” he would ask of her, not knowing how close the bear had gotten to her, well she tore out of there like a bat out of hell. Gentle Concern
