Heron Lake Plateau the honey pot

Orca had heard stories of Finley's history as a bear-fighter, but had never set eyes on a bear herself. So she trusted Screech completely when he insisted that the scratches on the tree couldn't belong to such a large animal. She wasn't sure whether to believe that he had tangled with a bear himself, and she wanted to ask him to tell her about it, but he was moving away from the trunk while talking about coyotes and badgers.

"There could be badgers around here, so you're probably right," she said, giving the damaged tree one last sidelong glance before skittering after her brother. She wanted to get out of there and away from danger, but she froze when an unfamiliar scent entered her nostrils. Whatever it belonged to -- whether it was a bear or a badger -- she didn't really want to find out. "Maybe we should go this way..." she said, sidling in the opposite direction.