Into The Wilderness
“Aw! It’s so adorable!” He moves to slowly, calculating each step, unsure if the next is going to send him tumbling to the ground. Everything looks untrustworthy, glancing from the ground to his left, back to the ground, this time to the right. “What’s it looking for?” She knew the answer, but she wanted her boyfriend to know it too. Sometimes, she wondered if he really is curious, or just liked to state the obvious, entertaining some imaginary audience that follows him wherever he goes. Maybe they were clapping now, laughing on cue, herding the sheep. Sometimes, she wishes his crowd would just boo him, just once. The mother bear meanders on the scene. “That a big one.” He states, obviously. The mother ensures her cub that yes, she’s indeed here, watching him, and finally, he attempts to run. The first run turns into a stumble, and he rolls to his belly. The mother nudges him with her snout, and the cub tries again, this time, succeeding as he springs ov