"That bear is freakin' strong." That's the only comment I could give.
We all were shocked by how smoothly the bear moved. It was a veteran at it. All of a sudden, a small breeze flew by. It brought the youngster's torn robe to the bear's shoulders, draping over them like a cape would.
The bear clearly views this as an honor. It stood there gallantly like a knight-errant, and the sun too reveled in its glory. Light rays came from above and shrouded the bear in glistening luminosity. As if cognizant, it dropped down to all fours after noticing the humanoids around were staring. It went back to the place it found pleasant before, and slept peacefully.
