Bearclaw Valley Bear with me

Arthur usually slept in the woods. He had multiple napping spots that he rotated. The bear wasn't often on the island because he had to go through the water and at times the water was too wild. It was too much effort to even go there, it wasn't like there were any good berries though there was a great napping spot. These past days had been rather hot so the black bear wanted to take the swim through the water. Currently he was sitting in the water, snacking on some water plants. The bear liked to sit in the water by the shore since it was cooling his feet and butt while he could eat some plants and nuts that drifted ashore.

The dark bear yawned tiredly, with that yawn came a bit of a roar from his mouth. Even the tiny one sounded mighty. Arthur then hummed softly as he chewed on another plant. He wasn't paying attention to the young wolf that was close to him. Arthur was busying eating and tanning after all.