Most of the other bears were armored up now, and Jan knew how easy it would be to destroy these people here. He roared, his maw opening wide to show off all of his very large, very lethal teeth.
The other bears roared as well, congregating in a loose half-circle around the people who may or may not have stolen their armor and who may or may not be conspiring in this treachery.
The people in charge that were spoken of ... were undoubtedly the ones who had caged them. If they could confine them, was it not possible they had been responsible for the theft of the armor?
Jan glanced to Halcyon before he regarded the others.
"We will explore this place. If we cannot find our own way off, we will return here to seek counsel." He hoped by then there would be more counsel available than 'wait it out'. "We will not survive here a week with no game to hunt," Jan pointed out. It wasn't a threat -- yet -- but simply a statement.