Blackfoot Forest We are made of all those who have built and broken us.

Tapeesa can feel her breath catch, her face remains still as he circles her but inside the girl is shocked at her own thoughts. There's an electric charge between them, that thin space which she strangely hopes he will cross. The thought is disconcerting yet, the only sign that she's noticed his movement is the twitch of her ears - falling back to catch the sounds of his light steps for the bear moves with impressive stealth despite his bulk.

Her legs feel stiff as she moves to follow after him silently. When she first rose they'd been wobbly as a newborn fawn's, shaken from the intensity of their encounter. As the nanuk leads the way back to his family, she follows at his side with nerves wracking her wiry limbs as she keeps pace.