Thick strands of blond hair blow roughly across a stubborn face, where they lie broodingly.  The dusk light reflects off of her glowing eyes, and she shouts to the huge form before her.  He raises his sharp, powerful claws, and turns toward her.  His black eyes meet hers and fear surges through her.  She begins to turn, to run away, but her pounding heart stops her, and she remains where she stands.  He keeps his silent gaze on her, and they stand, giant bear and fearful girl, for a tense moment.  Then, eyes focused and glinting, she calls, "Iorek Byrnison!"