Stavanger Bay not broken

His paws flung sand into the air as he tore across the beach towards the pups and the massive beast. He was certain this was a bear, the creature that the curious grey-furred girl had told him about. Apparently there had been a group of them around the coast — was this one of them? He remembered he had toyed with the idea of hunting one down and slaying it. But that was before everything had happened. Before Ragnar's death and Aesop's disappearance. When he would've had a chance. Now, though, Atreyu only sought to rescue Jorunn and Floki.

As he neared them, the bear only seemed to pay him a moment's notice, turning to roar at him once and swipe a massive paw in the air before moving to pick Jorunn up. Or eat him right then and there. The Gamma managed to narrowly avoid the fearsome bear's claws, ducking out of the way before racing to stand in front of Floki who seemed to just be frozen to the spot. Contrary to what Jorunn had shouted, the bear was definitely not just trying to play, and Atreyu's stomach flipped as he watched the beast move towards the young pup, unsure what to do. He growled once more, starting forwards, though fear kept him at a distance, wary of the creature's lethal claws and teeth.