You're Simply Unbearable

Mæva noisily gulped down chunks of meet from the hare she'd managed to catch. It was warm out in the west, dare she say it was even hot! Winter seemed to be moving more slowly to this region. That was fine with her, she'd take advantage of the warmer weather while she had it. It was nice to just relax and soak in the sun while eating a snack. What could be better?

Her contentment was cut short at the sound of something big moving toward her. She turned her head to see a scruffy black shape moving in her direction. Oh hell… another bear? Did bears just not hibernate in Boreas? Or perhaps, since the weather was so much warmer here the time for hibernation was delayed and the dumb bear was looking for easy prey to stuff itself. The bear charged with a roar and Mæva sprang out of the way. It seemed more interested in her rabbit carcass. She snarled and frizzed up her fur then leapt forward and bit the bear in the rear. It snarled and whirled around to face her.