Bearclaw Valley people passing through me, yes they do

nosing along the furred obstruction, astara belatedly became intimately aware that this thing was alive --  just in time too, for it groaned in its sleep and shook the cave as it rolled over, causing a clatter of debris to fall from the ceiling as it moved. astara, frozen in fear, detected in the darkness the fierce wedge of its massive head -- astara, for the first time in her life, had come face to face with a bear.

the beast muttered, still deep in sleep as it brought its massive paws over its equally gigantic head, each claw on its broad paws easily the size of her entire muzzle. still she was frozen, nunataq entirely forgotten as she stared at this imperceptibly huge, shaggy creature.

and then her senses found her, and with a silent panic she turned around and fled from the den, leaping out of the mouth like a scalded cat -- never once looking back as she ran, and darting past nunataq like a shadow fleeing the sun.