Good Terms

Autumn was almost over with and Winter would be here in no time, covering the lands in snow, making finding food harder for the animals who did not migrate. Zanire had been fine, these lands supplied her with enough food, packing on pounds so that she could hibernate through this difficult season. She was glad that she stumbled upon this place, had she been anywhere else she would surely be having a hard time trying to gain weight, most likely having to be up looking for food when she should be hibernating.

The real question though, why was this bear heading straight towards a wolf pack and its claimed lands?

It was simple, she wanted to let their leader know of her presence so that he or she may let their pack know and not try running her out. Zanire was a laid back person, not one to start trouble for no reason, just going with the flow around her. And she hoped the wolves here would know that, allow her to stay in these nice lands until Winter was over with.

And so she came to a stop at the wolves border, nose twitching as she took in the scent of the creatures. She shook her head the smell overwhelming and somewhat nauseating. It had been quite some time since she had been around the scent of so many. She pushed this aside though, she was here for a reason. So she cleared her throat, lifted her head and finally released a low rumbling roar into the pack's lands.

It was not aggressive, just a calling, looking for a high ranking wolf to come answer her call. With that she plopped herself down on her rear, legs to the side with her front legs holding her large body up, shoulders hunched and head held low. Waiting.





"normal.
talk.
think.
you."