Moonspear Handle me with care

AW. Rolled the dice for adventure and got a black bear.

Another day of rain and grey skies. Bronco blinked as he gaze up into the coulds, grateful at least that the rain had been whittled away into little more than a drizzle, a haze of softly falling water droplets too small to be felt as they laced his pelt, giving it a silverish tint under the soft light. He left the den he and Meerkat shared, working his way out into the open along the creek, and down the mountain's slope toward the borders. 

Before he even reached the scent markers he'd left the day before, he cought the scent of something rank and musky, and found himself bristling. He detoured from his path, following along a new scent now, too strong and recent to have been noticed by another, so he called out with a brisk but loud alarm to warn others in the area that a bear- black bear, by the size and shape of its pawprints- had made its way past their borders in the early morning hours, and had begun sniffing around for a cache to raid. Hoping to alarm the creature and send it fleeing before he caught up with it, Bronco charged through the foliage, uttering a series of barks, growls and yips that bounced off the mountainside. When he finally caught sight of its dark backside, it had begun to lope- but still needed to be chased from their territory, in order to keep their young ones safe.