Bear's life Bear walked and walked. Lately, it was all she did. Every pack she'd love to stay at rejected her because the pups caused a ruckus about her. So what if her name was Bear and she looked like one? It's not like she'd go feral and snap them in half one day. But no matter what she said, she was on the road again. She wasn't even a traveller, just an outcast.
She'd been everywhere. The glacier, the rainforest, and all the places in between. Except the forests. Although she'd passed through them, she'd never explored within the deciduous forest. Bear doubted anyone had explored there. The last time she tried to enter, she got irked by the shadows and high-tailed it out of there. She wasn't scared of the dark, she was just scared of shadows darker than night that seemed to curl towards her. Very reasonable fear.
One of my first pack members.
One of my best scouts.
One of my favourite wolves.
One of my best memories.
Dandelion Seeds [Windswept]
Muskrat Carcass Decor
Scar: Abdomen
Scar: Scratched Hind Leg [Right]
Scar: Snout
Skeletal Remains