Moonspear Wake the giant

I'm not entirely sure whatever happened to the bears...? So this can be one of the originals or Bear #3!

She missed Floki. Since becoming Beta, he hadn't had as much down time to spend dithering with her. She understood and accepted this without qualm. But it didn't stop her from pining for him sometimes. For instance, the young Delta missed him in this moment particularly, as she sat on an outcropping just above the treetops and watched the sky begin to darken. Twilight was encroaching but that was only one part of it. Although no longer a naturalist, Wildfire recognized the signs of changing weather. It was going to rain... or snow, possibly, if the temperature fell a few degrees. If they were particularly unlucky, they would get some freezing rain and the entire mountain would become a precarious slip-and-slide.

For her own safety, she would have to hole up somewhere and stay put until the treacherous, slippery ice melted. But she didn't want to hole up alone. Sighing quietly, she turned and began padding down a familiar footpath, hoping to seek out a small nook or cranny to spend the evening. When she hit ground level, she first sought out a cache and plucked out a small hare she had deposited earlier. Then she began to slink around the mount's base, eyes roving over the rocks as she searched for the perfect little niche.

She spotted one, perhaps twenty feet upward and practically obscured by an overhanging rock shelf. Good eye, Wildfire thought to herself, glancing around for a good foothold. It was a precarious climb—especially with the carcass swinging from her mouth—but somehow the usually graceless she-wolf hoisted herself up toward the small fissure. She stood on the narrow shelf just outside a moment, breathing heavily from the exertion, then ducked inside.

There had been no scent to warn her but the instant she paused and gave her eyes a moment to adjust to the darkness, the breath slipped from her body in a slow hiss and she felt as if she had gone boneless. She stared at the hulking shape tucked against the far wall, briefly wondering how on earth it had crammed itself through that small entrance. But Wildfire didn't linger on the impossible physics for long. Her limbs slowly thawed and she backed away, scared to death the bear would awaken and maul her at any moment.

But it didn't so much as stir. Once on the narrow ledge outside again, Wildfire very slowly dropped the dead rabbit. Her heart beat rapidly in her throat as she pondered what to do now. She should call the pack—maybe they could kill the thing as it lay helpless in hibernation?—but Wildfire was afraid that if she made a single further sound, she might wake the giant. And in the last few minutes, the freezing rain had begun to fall after all, turning everything into an ice slick and essentially trapping Wildfire on the ledge with the sleeping bear.