Great Bear Wilderness Your face EXPLODE!!

Kizuato was an angry person. Always had been, always will be. Though before he kept his anger under wraps for his family and the Oshiro clan, he had no such restraints now, and was usually bursting into metaphoric/symbolic flames.

And this time, the fuel to his simmering flames was a bear who had dared to interrupt his meal. The blonde wolf snarled, increasing his size by raising his hackles, holding his tail high as he fixed his burning gaze on the small bear. It was a young one; this might have been his first year away from his mother. No wonder he had so blatantly attacked him with reckless abandon.

The samurai snapped at the young bear, who roared meekly and swiped feebly in return. The large scarred male was getting more and more annoyed by the bear's sudden cowardice, and he snarled to the bear in his native tongue. "是非、クマを私と戦う！あなたはちょっと前にそのような大物だった！何があなたの勇気に何が起こった！えっ？！私と戦う！"