Northstar Vale Repeat

The bear cub was about the same size as Wraen. Maybe a tad bit smaller and it looked down at the staring wolf with a distraught expression, as if he or she could not decide, what to make of the canid and whether something should be done about it. 

In the meanwhile, Wraen's heart almost stopped, when she heard the rustling of the grass and leaves and the sound of footfalls, announcing that someone was on their way. She snapped around only to meet Treason face to face. Well, that was a bit of a relief. "Have not seen it around," she replied, looking back at the cub in the tree and then casting a glance around. No sign of the mom. "I probably caught it by surprise."