Bear Necessities

He had left Faun playing with the salmon in a shallow section of the stream. It was probably too much to hope for that she would slip and he would be free of his charge. He ignored the twinge of stress that accompanied that image, useless sentimental mush that shouldn't have made its way into his system. Why he hadn't snacked on her when she was bite sized, was beyond his ability to fathom.

It was a relief to finally be free of her constant chatter and questions, and bright eyed curiosity. At least the salmon had kept her busy long enough for him to sneak off. He made his way towards the water, with some vague notion of washing up and relaxing in its depths. Soaking comfortable would be a thing of the past once winter set in properly, and he intended to take advantage of the warm day.

He didn't scent the alabaster woman amungst the fine mist of falling water, and wouldn't notice her until he was almost upon her. The sound of a bear in the distance distracted him, and he fought down the pesky maternal instinct to turn and run to Faun's side. He didn't care if she got eaten... perhaps if he said it often enough he would believe it. Regardless, his attention would find her as he approached the water, and he would smile slow and sly, thankful for the distraction and unable to deny the lustrous beauty of her blue eyes set to the white of her coat. That she was taller then he was unexpected, and he chuckled softly. "Greetings friend, have you also come to sample the waters of this stream?" His voice was gentle and enquisitive, sounding genuinely curious of her answer.