Bearclaw Valley Safety first.

Arthur was all about respect and formalities. He might have been a bear but he wasn't some commoner like this wolf. He had clearly made Miss. Scarlett in distress and Arthur didn't wish that to the kind female. The bear kept his eyes on the wolf ready to swipe his paw at him. He knew that if he hit the wolf right he might even could knock him out. Arthur looked up when Mr. Wolf came running towards them. "I was protecting her, Mr. Kove," He returned and then growled at the intruder. Sir Arthur rose his head and then stomped the grounds again to make the male back off or even run away. The black bear disliked savages like him, he was disturbing Miss. Scarlett so therefor disturbing him. "Just say the word, Miss. Scarlett, and I will unleash my dislike on this savage that is disturbing us."

Arthur didn't turn his eyes and nose away from the male. His nose was better than his eyes. Normally he would look at Scarlett when talking since that was how he should behave with a conversation but now the royal bear couldn't permit himself getting wolf fangs in his dark fur. "I hope you can run fast, you savage, You are not welcome here! Disturbing my wolf friends is inadequately rude," Arthur roared.