--Zar Pov--
I crawled up to my cave, evidently my trip had taken more time than I thought (That stuff about bears not getting lost is crap). Trudging through the snow cover cliffs I had gotten lucky enough to spot a familiar bolder, then the whole I 'm a bear I know always know where I'm at kicked in. I moved into the cave and noticed a large group of people in there. I yawned hugely from my long trek.
A lot of people backed up.
I shifted and sat down in the cave (all I could do). "Don't worry I don't bite."
"Bull" Said a voice in the back of the cave. Oh goody, the lions still alive.
I rolled my eyes, I could feel the stares. "Don't worry, I just ate."
More stares. Most from the hebu... hebi... Animals that eat leaves and stuff.
"Nobody you would know." Scardy cats.
That seemed to relax some of the stares
"Well, I'm Zar, Kodiak bear halfer. I weigh something around 2200 pounds and eat just about anything. Save your questions...
The halfer that had raised his hand promptly lowered it.
"I happen to know that the beautiful weather we are having is about to get worse."
Some looked out at the white wisps of snow that fell on toward the ground in a heavy manner.
"I would have no trouble getting through this, in fact it would only be a light nap for me, but most of you are built for a lot warmer climate. As we say up north, 'you wouldn't be able to find the right side of a snow shoe'. I happen to know somewhere we, or rather, you can weather the storm."
I saw some shaking from the cold. I had to get them moving fast or they’d be goners when the cold front hit.
I walked over to one of the smallest ones a saw. Her teeth were chattering.
"What’s your name little one."
"Zoey" Poor thing, her teeth were chattering so bad she could barely speak
"Zoey, I want you to have something, it's to keep you warm." I went to my nook and pulled out a thick old black leather coat with white sheep lining (I had known the sheep, for about five seconds 
) She put it on silently. The sleeves were huge on her and the hood easily covered her entire face.
I pulled off the coat I was wearing, a thick polar bear fur one, and through wear I heard someone else chattering. I didn't need it, as I always wear 3 coats and a hoddie anyway.
"Well, we will have to be off if we are to beat the storm, if you don't want to follow me that’s fine, the cave is free now. You’re welcome to it."
I grabbed my pack (hidden underneath a rock) and some dry tender I kept close by, and morphed into bear form. I pawed to the back of the cave, everyone giving a nice wide berth. I picked up Jake and slung him on my back. I then left the cave, off to my destination.
I sure hoped they trusted me enough to follow.
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Right, first post in a while, sorry it took so long.
