The occupants of the bus were on high alert when Wolfe came through the underbrush and walked up to the side of the vehicle. Nobody was in the driver's seat, though. They were just gathered around the center of the seating area, discussing something while looking outward at the forest.
"Did something happen? You all look a little paranoid right now?" Wolfe called toward an open window.
"There was a bear, but not a bear." One of the witches tried to explain.
"Not a bear as in huge and monstrous, or not a bear as in it had feathers and a beak?" Wolfe replied.
"The second one. I'm not sure what that thing was, but it freaked everyone out, and now nobody wants to go near the windows."
Wolfe chuckled at their description of the Owlbear. They weren't particularly vicious, but they could be if you angered them. Sitting silently and waiting for the beast to go away was likely the best call.
