Well Butter My Bears and Call Me A Fool

Shilah was surprised at how humid it was in the east. The difference in humidity just from walking from the west all the way to the east was staggering. There were a good number of packs in the area and he'd had to scoot around them to continue on his path. He was working his way along the Rio Grande when movement caught his eye. He looked down the bank and saw a large grizzly bear. It saw him. The bear's brow furrowed and it let out a roar before charging straight for him. "Hey! I didn't do anythi-" Shilah ducked as the bear swung one of its massive paws toward his head. What on earth? He'd talked with another loner not long back about the bears in Boreas being particularly aggressive. He clearly wasn't kidding!