Whitefish River Bear!

Cara was not one to believe in coincidence. She was a faithful believer of cause-and-effect, but maybe, just maybe, it had been coincidence that had brought her to that specific part in the whole Great Bear Wilderness to hunt.

Since she had begun her routine she noticed something was wrong, the eerie silence in the forest and the ominous presence of fresh prints in the soil made the yearling's fur bristle. The marks in the ground were far too big to belong to a wolf..there was another creature, and it was close..

Cara was just about to flee the scene, figuring it'd be better to leave the monster by itself than to risk an encounter, but as she was about to leave a ground-shaking roar made her head turn, and then a familiar scent mixed with fear reached her nose.

Majesty! she thought and broke into a run, following the scent of the large brown wolf. She ran as fast as she could, her paws lightly floating over the ground. Finally she reached a slope in which she could perfectly see the scene develop in front of her.

A massive brown creature standing tall like a tree, growled viciously at her pack mate. With her heart thumping in her chest she darted off to the right, shooting Majesty a look as she flew by.