Vs. Bear

"Hasn't anyone ever told you not to play with your food?" I called out to Emmett.
	"Oh, hey, Edward!" he shouted back, grinning and waving at me. The bear took advantage of his distraction to rake its heavy paw across Emmett's chest. The sharp claws shredded through his shirt and squealed across his skin like knives across steel.
	The bear bellowed at the high-pitched noise.