She placed her fingertips on her forehead as if trying to gather her thoughts on how to handle this unexpected scenario. "Do not run from a bear. Make yourself a large target and yell to scare the bea...
Do ye always drool like that? Is it a family trait, lass?
A bear! I've landed on a wild and wicked bear!
Have ye ever known a female who wasna a bit of a witch in her own sweet way?
