Bear Butts

A gorgeous summer day dawned over the southern region of Boreas. Ragna was out for some early morning herb hunting, for once unaccompanied by her husband. They'd settled in the Rustling Thicket for now, waiting to see how summer would unfold. She'd worked her way south to the weeping woods and was on her way to crossing the border into the Lover's Mangrove when she felt as though someone was watching her. Ragna slowed to a stop. Her ears flicked back then forward as she tried to figure out what wasn't right. She noticed the birds had gotten quieter as welll. Carefully, she crept forward, eyes searching for shelter when all of a sudden a massive brown bear rocketed from the underbrush.