Greatwater Lake Frozen Bareness of the Lands

Tilting her head an inch or two to the left, the shadow of a wolf looked to Somnia. She'd always assumed nearly all wolves had seen at least once bear before, but her thoughts were very biased. The mountains held many black bears within their trees, always searching for berries and other plants to eat. While she'd been warned not to get close to bears, the rule had never been overly enforced when it came to calm, tree-loving bears. Still, she'd kept away from them, only ever looking at them from afar so as not to risk being hurt. Grizzly bears had been an entirely different story though. They were always so aggressive, even the way they walked held onto the fact that they could kill a wolf, young or old, fairly easily. The idea was chilling, and the stories had always been vicious enough to keep her curiosity of them at bay.

"The black bears aren't usually so bad unless they have cubs with them," Sen noted. "Did your beta have a run in with one of the brown ones?" Even mentioning a confrontation with one was enough to send a shiver down her spine. Those bears always seemed so cruel from afar, and even towards other members of their species. She had once witnessed a larger one kill a child, the gruesome sight having been enough to cause bile to rise in her throat at the time. The image popped into her head as she thought of the event, making her fight to keep the bile down once more. Soon having it under control, her attention was returned completely to the other she-wolf, hoping hearing of her beta's encounter with a bear would push the image from her head entirely.