Ankyra Sound to dixie’s sunny shore

Greyjoy turned toward Caiaphas, his tongue lolling out in a pant. He was not overheating: he was nervous. Though he was normally quite stoic, the sight of the bear had distracted and frankly terrified him. Would they be able to chase it off without anyone coming to harm? The iron captain surely hoped so, for that bear was formidable. "There is a bear a quarter of a mile back, snuffling around the trees. He doesn't seem hostile now, but I believe we should drive him off."

Greyjoy turned back toward the direction of the bear, only now voicing his true fear. "Before he hurts anyone." It was true that the bear looked gentle and was not causing issues now, but Greyjoy didn't want to take any risks. Looking back at Caiaphas, he said, "Maybe we can reason with him first." Though it was not the normal route to take, the bear was not quite in their territory. Maybe it could be reasoned with before they resorted to violence to drive him off.