Bearly a problem

The boy was a whirlwind of action when it came to the bear and Merrick gave him a moment, chuckling as he watched the blue child work. If he ever had a kid of his own, he wanted it to be like that. The bloodthirsty lad attacked the bear again and again and each time he landed a bite, Merrick felt pride rise within him. This wasn't his kid, nor did he know the kids name, but he liked him well enough.

With the bear weakening, it was time for it to die. With the blue lad on one side and Merrick on the other, the purple giant leaped in, latching his jaws in the side of the bear's throat. Like usual, he thrashed his head back and forth and flesh tore in his grasp. Soon the bear was bleeding out on the ground and it was all done. The giant brown bear slumped to the ground and with one final exhale, was dead.

"Merrick Mendacium"