"Bowie, you should start collecting trees and straws."
I looked at the towering and intimidating bear sitting beside me. As usual, bears just nestled in their den with their cubs. Meanwhile, I sat under the same tree where Bowie would sit all the time.
'Lamb, you remembered.' He pointed out after staring at me for a long time. 'I had always thought something changed after that incident. Only this is the only conclusion I can come up with.'
"Does it matter?" I smiled, setting my eyes on the bears around us, watching Tito knit. There were some cubs clinging to his shoulder and head, but Tito didn't mind them. If not for this scene unfolding right in front of me, I would always feel scared around Tito.
