Daunting and intimidating, a lord of the forest who presides their presence above all that there is, for a blaze burns in their belly. No direction to be given but just that of a nightmare through their scornful stepping, cracking wherever they go and but a disarray for where they appear to be.

A hulking mass of burns, blackened and brown through an endless pool of nothingness, a trace of neither sorrow or fire — only but a void. A behemoth, the largest bear that can be presiding as 'Hunter of the Wilds,' a being who no foe can easily take down, though through and through, still chained to the shackles of life and death as age goes on, or but a group of foes to tear down so. Using particularly their sabers of teeth and claws, a bite forth where life can only fathom to break free, or if luck of the Gods grant a mercy. Unrelenting, none carved through their path yet.