The man accepts them in stride, looking at them both before he makes an offer Kult can not refuse. Did they want to see something more impressive? Well, he surely did not need to be asked. He reveled in observing the destruction of the inferior, and the world held so many inferior beasts. He knew this to be true, because they were the Children and God was their Father.
Kult blinks up at the man, waiting for this grand feat to grace their eyes. He responds with a hissed "Yes." and wonders what they will be shown. The answer finds them soon enough, a rumble, a shake from the treeline catches his flat glare. The sounds that emanate from the cover spark curiosity, Kult has never seen a bear. The Cove is not a common place to find such animals, and none had shown a liking to the craggy shore thus far.
He takes it in, the rotund, four legged animal that stampedes towards them. The body is covered in hair, the ears sit as round half-circles against the sides of its wide head. Its a striking looking animal, perhaps because it is so new, but the fading bay holds firm his ground.
The creature halts before the man and only then does the boy believe he holds dominion over it. The mass of fur moves in, much quicker than he had expected, wrapping himself and Kersey close to its body. He grimaces deeply, his two dark voids boring into the one called Lokii. He hated to be touched, trying his best to recoil from the shaggy she-beast, her warm, damp breathe entirely revolting. Even with his sister pressed so tightly against him he cringed, angered at how he had been forced into such an action. Under normal circumstances, Kult would never be found in such close proximity to another being. Not unless he was the one to do the touching. He would never voluntarily be pulled into a bear hug, offer someone a comforting touch, bump muzzles in greeting.
He seethed, quite unlike Kersey, who only inquired what would happen if she wanted the animal to hurt. He swung his head to her, huffing in displeasure, "Yes." He gives her, lifting his legs one by one, and slamming them into the earth with his irritation. He wanted nothing to do with this mother-animal's coddling.
