Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160815191145/@comment-5543592-20160818021501

The bear growled again, arching low to the ground, and began to circle the group, looking for weakness. It's mouth was the size of a human head, and it's paws even larger. The thing could likely mash them all to pulp just by slapping wildly if it wanted to. Scire wondered if being able to use the bow would've made a difference.

"The bloodshot eyes means it's sick." Scire whispered as he backed away, not wanting to aggravate the animal. "And it's wounded, so it thinks we're a threat."