~Wolves of Silver Mist~ A Role Play Always accepting!

Charger smelled the air. "Bear." She decided quickly. "And close, too." she looked around and followed the scent carefully.

As Charger rounded a clump of bushes, a chill went down her spine. She knew she could be in trouble. Glancing up, she locked eyes with a mother bear. She backed up, acting like it had been a complete accident, and walked casually towards camp.
 

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