Bearclaw Valley Saturday I said "I'm Sorry"

He continued padding through the valley when a chuff sounded behind him.

A startled then annoyed groan pushed its way out of his chest as he quickly looked over his shoulder.

The surprising sound was one thing but now it was met with an unknown face.

His look of disappointment painted on his grizzly face as his gaze landed on a black and brown muscular female.

The rest of his body followed behind his head until he was fully turned towards the stranger.

A gruntish chuff was returned to the stranger, questioning the presence of this visitor.