The bear cubs, Fuzzy and Fluffy, sneak away from their sleeping mother. Their adventure takes them from having fun, to being lost, to finding the river and having river friends protect them until their mother can find them.
“Well, that was a treat. I love berries. Let’s see if we can find another snack. Let’s go this way and see what we discover.”
Fluffy shook her head and thought, “This isn’t a good idea,” but shuffled along anyway. “Your stomach rules you, Fuzzy. You can’t always just follow your nose.”
Just then, a large bird flew through the air. Fuzzy was so startled he tried to climb up a small sapling.
“Ha-Ha. You’re scared of your own shadow. That was just an old owl that we
disturbed from his nap.” Fluffy held her sides and laughed.
“Stop laughing. I saw you jump as that old thing flew by.” Fuzzy slid down the little tree. “Come on; let’s see if we can find honey or a termite nest.”
They shuffled with their normal four-leg gait, their hind legs are slightly longer then their front legs, further away from their resting place. Momma Bear snored on.
“I found an old broken hive. Let’s see if the bees left us any honey.” Fuzzy rushed over and stuck his head in the old hive.