He felt Anthea move away, but he did not follow her with his eyes. Understanding her intent to sneak up on the bear, and having no intention of giving her game away. Instead, he stood strong, and kept himself between the bear and its apparent chosen meal. He was the distraction, and he was happy to play it. His fur had risen along his spine, and head lowered to line up with his spine as he growled and put on a show to keep the bear's attention firmly on him.
It moved to swipe him, and he went to duck on limber paws when Anthea struck. It roared - almost deafeningly so in his ears - and turned to strike at Anthea. He lunged forward then, grabbing at its arm with his cat-like claws, before freeing Skybreaker from its sheath on his back, and stabbing at its chest. He was not going to let the bear strike at Anthea.