King Elk Forest i hate monkeys

A bear. A black bear. Were there no bears nearby for the child to see or smell? He had passed a mountain thick with old bear scent; a hibernating ground, it seemed. But she was young, and he always had to forgive the young for their ignorance. Not all bears are as nice as I, however. He warned, hoping she wouldn't make the same mistake of casually approaching another bear as she did he.

Hmm. It's been a long time since I've played. Two decades since he had been a child. A very long time indeed. But he knew the games of his youth very well. Bears wrestle; but wolves do that too. We tumble, we climb...but wolves cannot do that. It was a simple part of their biology. They could climb, but not as a black bear could.

Ah! Can you dance? He had met many a dancing bear before; he had even tried it himself. All animals, if they wanted to, could dance in their own special way, but many did not. I can teach you a dancing game.