“It’s okay, I’ve got your back!” He called out to the stranger, misunderstanding their warning. The tiger was looking at him now, and his polar beat rose to its full - if not very impressive- height and growled at the tiger, daring it to come closer. As the bear and pup distracted it, the stranger attacked again. Going in for a strike against its ankle. Actually, now that he was paying attention, he realised it was the second such damaged ankle now.
Ankles seemed like a good idea. Taking that as a hint, he opened his maw wide. With a roar, and flapping his wings, he charged in. “Roooooooar!” growled the excitable puppy who had never been in danger even once in his whole life.
"Speech"
As his 'companion' Krakarak may enter any of Wylan's threads without warning