Redhawk Caldera I made a deal with the man on the moon

Fin quirked a brow at her friend as he went on to explain that being a good bear meant understanding them on some sort of emotional level that made one not want to fight them. "No," she replied bluntly, "I wholly and thoroughly reject that." She tried to keep a straight face as she said it, but there was humor in her eyes. She supposed that bears probably did have feelings much like wolves did, but that did nothing at all to stave off her desire to play with them. If anything, it just was evidence that she was totally within her right to try to play with them as often as she did, 'cause that's all it was of course - just playing. Not her fault they got so worked up about losing the game to her.

Her co-beta began to nose at the ground, so Fin did the same, turning to walk a few feet in the opposite direction. "Not really," she answered, lifting her head. Suddenly, she turned and gave her friend a quizzical look. "Where exactly did this bear battle take place? Not here, right? I mean, I was only gone a few days, the bear's scent would still be all over that place. Shouldn't we start there?" Something funny was going on... But Fin of course was oblivious to it. She posed the questions only so that they could get on the right track and find themselves a damn bear, not because she was suspicious that she was being had.