We Bare Bears Our Stuff Novels & Stories

He tilted his head toward the half-empty packets of graham crackers, a dozen or so chocolate bars, and an open bag of marshmallows. "Yeah, it has to go back into the kitchen. Don't want to tempt the bears." Angus's eyes widened, and Anna felt slightly more in control. "We have bears and mountain lions around," she told him as she scooped the s'more party remains into a tote bag. "You can't be too careful." "I'll keep that in mind," he murmured as he picked up a dark green cooler and followed her toward the main lodge.

“It’s just food. It’s three in the morning. I don’t want to keep searching in this place when it’s so dark.” “We have a flashlight.” “Jess, I swear to the heavens, if you take one more step and get inside that dark area where a bear could be potentially waiting for us, I am going to drag you by the hair.” “No bears here,” the woman named Jess reminded. “No tent slashes, remember? Maybe we will meet a family of squirrels.” “Yeah. And maybe they will steal our designer shoes next if we invade their property.” They laughed it off, surprisingly in a good mood despite not having food.

I point to my hand-drawn map. “Nah. If it' s a dragon, I’ll check for eggs to harvest.” He looks at the map closer. “That’s the ridge we passed last week?” “Yeah. If you see anything else, send a mindlink. I’m confident you won’t, though.” I turn to Marco. “Two werebears and a goblin to the east, Big Guy.” “Suena bueno.” He takes off his shirt. “Sending Clash in. Do we know what the bear spirits’ breeds are?”

His movements were a little clumsy, but filled with utmost seriousness. “The Bear Clan is much colder than Blood Moon Pack, with huge temperature swings,” he said, picking up a windproof jacket and continuing to fold it. “You need to bring proper cold-weather gear. I had heating insoles added to your boots. All the frostbite ointment is in the side mesh pocket.” I paused my document-checking and stared at his busy back. He was wearing a simple gray home T-shirt today. His broad shoulders stretched the fabric, revealing firm, powerful lines.

How sweet! M: I am wondering if you might be able to help me with something. A: Anything. Just say the word. M: How would you like to go to Alaska for me? A: WHAT?! ALASKA! M (laughing): Yes, Alaska. A: Would you tell me what is so important in Alaska that can’t wait until Spring or even Summer? M: I got a call from the leader of the werebears in the Canadian and Alaskan region this morning. They have a huge poaching problem and because of this, they have lost five werebears in the past month.