Bears Page #2

Magnus might have a half-ton

of weight to throw around,

but he's got no game.

Magnus, you're so obvious.

Put a little mystery into it!

Pick her some flowers from

the meadow or something.

See that walking away?

That's sort...

That's bear for

"No," I think.

I'm actually starting

to feel sorry for him.

Sky has found a quiet corner

of the meadow

to let her cubs nurse.

Scout and Amber are going

through a growth spurt,

and they need all the

milk they can get.

Tikani.

He's a gray wolf,

and the thief of the meadow.

These wolves know

a slow bear cub,

makes for a quick, easy meal.

This is why it's so

much harder for Sky

than the other bears.

She has to make sure

her cubs are always by her side.

Amber is about to

learn what happens,

when you ride a bear

without wearing your seatbelt.

Sky's found herself driven

to a remote, unfamiliar area.

The bad part of town.

The dangers reveal themselves

almost immediately.

This is Chinook.

The outcast.

Banished from the

meadow by Magnus,

Chinook has grown leaner,

meaner,

and more desperate for food.

Any food.

Even bear cubs.

There's nowhere to hide.

Sky must stand her ground.

Chinook's circling

is dangerous.

If Sky shows any weakness,

he will attack.

It worked.

Sky successfully

held her ground.

And Chinook continues

his hunt elsewhere.

Scout and Amber must be

pretty impressed with their mom.

At certain times of the year

a huge change comes

over the coast.

A vast area of mudflats

are exposed.

This muddy desert has hidden

treasures buried beneath.

Sky and the cubs

have gone way out

to the edge of the tide

to search for anything

that could count as calories.

Bears have an excellent

sense of smell.

Their noses are seven times

more sensitive than a bloodhound's.

Scout doesn't seem to get

what Mom's looking for.

Jackpot.

Sky pulls up a meaty clam.

It will help in the meantime,

but one or two clams,

even a dozen,

aren't nearly enough.

Sky needs her

cubs to stay close.

She's following the low

tide a long way out.

But Scout's not worried.

He'd rather enjoy his

first day at the beach.

Amber chooses to

stay close to Mom.

It looks a little less,

well, ridiculous.

But Scout doesn't care.

He likes this sand stuff.

"Watch this somersault!"

"Well, it was a

half somersault. "

"Amber, look at me!

I'm a mud monster!"

"Real mature, Scout.

Real mature. "

"No, come on! It's fun!"

"Why is this bird always

following us around"

"no matter where we go?"

"I'm gonna go ask him. "

"Hey, bird!"

"Hey, where did you

get those fish?"

Sky and Amber enjoy some

mother-daughter bonding time.

Scout's learning that

sand tastes bad.

Both cubs,

in their own way,

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