The big, tubby, fuzzy beast hardly reacts to Souths hugging headlock or the other woman letting him, managing to get the collar of Souths jacket in his mouth and focusing on chewing.

“Bear fur reminds you of a friend? Like. A...human?” If so, she’ll only be slightly surprised. With the people around here, a person with animal or similar hair wouldn’t be that unusual. “His name is Major, I’m still considering a middle name, though.”