Blacktail Deer Plateau A little lair for a very small bear

Sun spark ambled along slowly, his gait slow and unhurried. He watched the sky and the ground as he walked, his grizzled fur graying at the edges shining bright in the sunlight. As yellows eyes moved restlessly to and fro, he caught sight of black fur and a slight limp. He strode forward this must be the famous Peregrine that his daughter and her beau had talked about. Well he didn’t know if it was her beau, but he’d like him to be.

He chuffed gently and trotted further a little ungainly, but still a strong stride for one so old. Hello m’boy need some help, from an old codger like meself? I be glad ta do eit fir you. He stood waiting in the wings to see if the younger mail could use some help. He was old, but he wasn’t dead yet he would pull his weight age be damned.