Great Bear Wilderness Walla walla

She lumbered on. Bear did not speak wolf. Wolf likely did not speak bear. She did glance over her shoulder, due to his shout, but when he did not come for her aggressively she assumed he was not speaking to her. Heavy paws left large imprints as she waddled onward, jaws apart.

The Coast. She could smell it with her brilliant nose. The coast...

Fallen prey. That too she could smell. She headed in that direction, first. Guaranteed food would be good fuel, for the coast.