She leaned forward, pressing the book back against her knees, her head resting on her legs as her eyes closed. It was a very dreary sort of day, and she could feel it. Soon, she was drifting off and her soft breathing gave away her vulnerable state. Her mind slowed and showed her images that not even her book mustered.
A bear rose and sniffed the air, his shining silver armor glittering in the light. His blue-black fur shined nicely as well, giving away that his diet was rich and he was most likely young. Small rodents in the dirt trembled as he hit the ground, quaking their homes. With a snort he turned around and grunted, a fox-boy crawling from the bushes followed by what looked like a rabbit girl.
“All is safe, Alvir?” she asked him timidly.
“Yes. All is safe…for now.” the bear responded, sniffing the air once more.
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