#Chapter87
Survival
I wrap my arms around my legs and lean forward, self—comforting, trying to enjoy the heat of the flames warming my face in a bid to shut off my mind and its straying unwanted thoughts, but another loud crack in the shadows behind me has me bolt upright, and I spin around to see where it's coming from. I wonder if my deer passer—by is coming back again and peer into the depths hoping to see it jauntily trotting back out. My eyes narrowing, and wolf vision successfully flicking to adjust and surprising me with the clarity of seeing in the dark.
I gasp as a thundering, huge, black bear, comes crashing through the nearby tree line suddenly, completely unexpectedly, downwind from me, so no scent warning, almost soundlessly until that last moment.
/"Shit!/"
