since when do drunk bears wear glasses?

Hattori had been prepared to dip away, to seize the chance to dash in close for a counter attack-but the blur of a small pup had him hesitating for a moment. A short moment of indecision, wondering what the right move was, who was this pup and where had she come from? With claws digging into the meat of the bears thigh, Hattori realised the pup was in a precarious position indeed, that her idea of helping actually made this situation all the more tedious for the Kaicho. With a sigh, he rushed forward and grabbed at the bear's neck, digging his talons into the dirt as he heaved back with all his might. Attempting to drag it off its feet, with any luck it'd be too drunk to regain its footing.


"Speech"