Large, fuzzy creature with big claws. Check. Furiosa isn't afraid so much as utterly bewildered. The largest animal she's ever seen was a seventy-pound hunting dog, a tough creature but hardly as intimidating as a full-size bear. On the other hand, she's being spoken to in English, and he's being quite polite.

Slowly, she nods and sidles closer, looks at the chair, looks at him, then decides what the hell, and sits. "Okay. Is that your name? Ice Bear?"

Seated, she has to really crane her neck to look up at him, and also restrain a sudden urge to ruffle fluffy white fur. That would probably be rude.