Bear stood with his arms across his chest and his axe back on his back. He listened to the squabbling between the two. Standing there he ran his fingers through his hair and turned to let the slight breeze blow across his face. Taking a deep breath he caught a new scent on the wind. Sweat, body odor, and fresh blood. There was a small village a few kilometers north of the woods. A new scent was in the air now something his animal instincts couldn't stand. Smoke.

Bear fell forward onto his hands as his arms and legs grew similar to a bear, growling low he barked out roughly, "Humans coming, they smell like smoke and blood. I think they attacked another village." 

He moved towards the oncoming bandits knowing they'd have only a few minutes before they'd arrive. He stood up once more, now closer to 7 feet tall and looking more like a bear than human. He pulled the axe off of his shoulder and readied himself for a fight.

Standing there Bear realized he had just revealed his true nature to the small man and the girl. "Well either they'll run and scream, or try to turn me in. I may have to fight them and the bandits," he thought to himself."

He called over his shoulder, "You two better run now and forget you saw me this way, I will hold off the bandits long enough for you to get away, they travel in small packs of 5 - 10 men. Besides it's probably me they're hunting for anyway."