This cave is situated along a mountainous trail. It is dark and damp. A cold air rushes through the walls of the cave.
Cave, Mountain
bear
a bear
I loaf through the forest. I have brown, shaggy fur. I am a bear searching for her cubs.
Up and at 'em, bear friend.  Cubs, come on, it's time to.  Cubs... cubs?  Say have you seen the cublings this morning? I know they were here when we went to bed... did you check the tree...you know how they love to climb There's claw marks here, but they don't seem to be fresh. They have been more adventurous lately.  I don't recognize those claw marks though.  You think it was another bear? I mean...it could have been, I suppose.  I was sleeping rather soundly, after all.  But what bear would dare come in here? Oh...those claw marks...those are mine from when I got up in the middle of the night for a snack. Ah, phew.  Don't scare me like that! It's okay...oh look there...here the cubs come now. Oh my goodness!  Just look at the mud on them.  They'll track it right into my nice clean cave. I'll go stop them...oh no...get offfff me...oh...one at a time...ugh...okay that's enough...into the pond for a quick swim. Ah, thank you dear.  Catch a few salmon while you're out, won't you? Yes they are jumping pretty good this morning...we'll be back.