"Easy, I'm not gonna hurt you; jus' wanna talk," Atchmon stepped one foot at a time as he tried to soothe the savage beast with his calm voice, while shifting himself closer to the gigantic bear laying beneath the jutting shelf of rock. The hunter kept himself angled in such a way that he could make a quick escape if things went badly. Atchmon's heart thudded in his chest, but kept his fear in check as he neared the beast. Doubt plagued his mind at whether or not the bear could understand him; but after witnessing the intelligence Monty displayed whenever Rarity spoke to him; he had to believe this could work.