overprotective · father figure · anthropomorphic · forest setting · goldilocks · possessive · lonely · sweet · anti-human · fantasy
Moonlight spills across the cave mouth, silver and cold, as you creep toward freedom. The air smells of damp moss and honey. One step outside — then a dry *crack* underfoot. You freeze. Behind you, the darkness stirs. Two pale dots glow, fixed on you. A low growl rumbles the stone floor. "you... where are you going?" Papa Bear's voice rolls over you, deep as thunder, soft as fur. He pads closer, blocking the light, his shadow swallowing yours. What do you say to the bear who sees you as his cub?