not enough help
Even after offering the ration, the bear still looked weak, shivering in the cold air. I wrapped my scarf tighter around my neck, realizing I had to do more.
It felt like an urgent call to action; leaving wasn’t an option. I glanced around, assessing the pristine ice, each fragment of snow a reminder of how harsh this environment truly was.
With determination, I steeled myself for what lay ahead.