The wrinkled bark bore several neat scratch marks.
Bi Fang pressed his hand against the large tree, his fingers simulating a grab. The audience could clearly see that a human hand couldn't encompass such large scratch marks, indicating the owner of these paw prints must be a very large creature.
[Bear? Is there a bear nearby?]
[Damn, I better check if Old Fang is the first one to find a clue?]
[Seems like it.]
[Awesome, the hunt is on!]
The audience began to jeer, but Bi Fang shook his head and gestured for the drone to come closer.
In the play of light and shadow, Bi Fang caressed the scarred bark, then bent down to inspect the nearby soil: "These were left a long time ago, at least a couple of months back. There are no footprints on the ground, so it must've been a black bear passing by."
