Whitefish River to the moon and back

Finding the bear had been more troubling than expected. He wasn't back at his den and his scent seemed to lead everywhere, likely from a patrol. Perhaps everything was just hitting her at once, even if her tracking skills were never up to bragging levels. It wasn't until the sound of a branch cracking nearby that the Constable noticed Evergreen's approach. There— I see him. She had been speaking to Winterbourne who was only a few paces away as she turned to head for his approaching mate.