Two Bears did nothing. He just sat there and waited. Crit. That was new. Short for critter, he supposed. So now they were calling metahumans animals. Made sense for them. Animals had packs and cubs, not families and children. Made his kind easier for them to kill and still sleep at night. I didn’t kill a man today, dear, just a nasty walking animal. Smelly thing had the audacity to wear clothes.