Great Bear Wilderness Walla walla

To the coast.

This journey was a long one.

Why had she left?

A long, throaty groan fell from her as she lumbered. One foot in front of the other.

Her cubs were grown, that duty was done. Year after year after year she conceived and year after year after year she had raised young, but this year, no male could be found to continue the future with. So she left. Somewhere new, somewhere coastal. But this place, the Wilderness, was a miserable one.

She smelled wolf. Bear wanted no trouble. It showed as she marched on by, letting loose a low sound that might sound to some like I don't want trouble, leave me alone and to others like I will destroy all you know. The latter was not at all her intent. The thing just wanted to survive and get to the coast.