At The Scene Of A Grizzly Murder

Mæva stood in the forest listening to the cajoling of crows not far off from where she stood. Snow covered the ground and the sun remained hidden behind a cloudy gray sky. Crows were carrion birds and if she had to guess the multitude of calls meant that there was a kill near by or, if she was lucky, an unattended carcass.

Racing along the forest floor she grinned as she saw crows covering an elk carcass and there were no other predators in sight. Excellent! She moved in, chasing off the crows from the hind end of the animal. Seizing one of the thighs she started to work on detaching it in case she needed to make a quick get away. Uh oh… She stopped what she was doing and looked around her as she heard something big moving in the forest. As luck would have it a large grizzly bear was moving toward her. She eyed the bear. Weren't they supposed to be hibernating?

It came closer and she realized there was something wrong with it. It smelt strange for one thing and was drooling heavily for another. She'd heard of moose getting brain parasites and winding up farther south than they should. Was something up with this bear? The bear seized the elk's throat and started dragging it, unperturbed by the young wolf's presence. "No!" She grabbed hold of the leg but it could barely be called a tug of war as she was being dragged along with the carcass. Dropping her hold she dove at the bear and bit it sharply on the ass.