Bearclaw Valley The Chunk 2

A bark sounded out and naturally, the bear turned to look for the source. It was only a natural curiosity, if not an instinct necessary for survival.

Letting out a cry of his own, his path turned to fulfill this curiosity. The months approaching winter were relatively peaceful for there was little to attack over. Full efforts were put towards preparation for hibernation. He felt little care for the wolves presence, for there was nothing to defend.

But now, he was hungry. Groups of wolves often left food in their path. It was only fair to take his share.