Bearclaw Valley sickness

mama bear pls? <3 @Bernadette

breathy, raspy against the dark furs of the bear. a fussy baby who often found herself outmatched by siblings.

tiny limbs pressed hopelessly out into the endless expanse of dark fur. hoping and praying salvation was in there somewhere. hidden among the fur and food.

she began to fuss.

muffled cries, hitched by poor breathing.