why does it always have to a bear?

Ioan suggested that he stay away from bears and Quill released a huff of amusement. "Gladly, but sometimes we don't have a choice. I couldn't just let the bear maul your pretty sister, now could I?" The boy was comical, staring at his sister in a manner way beyond his age. Quill pursed his lips, eyebrows raising as he tried hard not to laugh.

Instruction was given and Quill nodded, placing his head back on the cot. "Thank you," he spoke, giving a lopsided smile. "I'm sure someone will remind me if I happen to forget." Surely Bramble wouldn't just leave him to rot away in the infirmary alone. Ioan left them and moved back to his older sister, leaving Quill somewhat alone with Bramble.

The combination of herbs, medical care and exhaustion had sobered the brute somewhat. "I'm sorry," he murmured, his tail twitching as it hung over the side of the cot. "I didn't mean to put you in an awkward position." He couldn't imagine what she might be feeling, having kissed her sister's boyfriend. "If it helps your conscience any, I'm the one that kissed you. You just didn't want to hurt my feelings, so you kissed me back." His blue eye fixed on her, the pink being closed as he lay flat on his side.

"Quill Klein"