yo, chill out will you?

Hattori fully intended to call the bear's bluff, as more often than not they tended to back off when their opponent did not spook into fight or flight. But it seemed as though such an approach would no longer work, as a stranger called out to him, offering to help out if need be. The Shogun eyed the newcomer and took in the sight of his crystalline horns and blue-black smeared pelt; he was young but still old enough to be out and about on his own. Most likely capable of to backing up his offer with youthful brawn, better than nothing Hattori supposed.

"If you want." The Shogun told him, his voice drier than the fallen leaves beneath their paws. "Get behind it, if you can."

Hattori surged forward, yanking the bear's attention back to him as he swept in close, moving as though he planned on taking a head first direct approach. He shifted his trajectory last second in a deft side step manoeuvre as he grabbed a mouthful of throat fur. His movements were seamless and fluid, no effort wasted, with full intentions of ending this as quickly and efficiently as possible. There was no need to make a mess or a spectacle of this, the bear would die and that was all this encounter would entail.

Blood rolled over his teeth, as he yanked back and dug his talons into the earth to gain traction. The bear was quick to raise a paw and try to swat him out of the way, but the Shogun dipped beneath the swing, using the chance to barge his shoulder into its remaining front leg. If the boy took the hint and went for its hind legs they'd be able to topple the already weakened beast with ease.