Name: Rox
E-mail: Not specified
................. The Bear (whose name and sex no one knew of yet) wasn't dreaming about honey pots though...........The Bear was dreaming about fishing for Salmon in the place the Bear knew and loved most of all - McNeil River Falls. In his dream, the Bear could hear the river rushing over the falls and could taste the fresh fish as he slept. The Bear could see all his friends fishing for the Salmon too. The subadults and the less assertive Bears were downstream and the older more assertive Bears jostling for place at the top of the Falls. As the Bear dreamt of the sunrise, with the Augustine Volcano smoldering in the distance, thoughts of how much sleep he/she needed, floated around in it's head. Jumbled letters of the months of the year spun around the Volcano and as he slept he was trying to catch them to arrange them in his head. LLYYJYLUU LLL - He/she had to stay in his dream to sort them out ! He/she needed to know when he was going to wake up and go fishing with his/her friends.
Meanwhile, Karens dream had progressed from the Bear reaching for the Honey Pot, to how she could protect the Bear when the Bee's came out to sting him/her. She also was wondering how to design the BEAR PAW IS MOVING alert sign, what would she use to make it big enough for everyone to see. The Raccoon (and Sebastian) were still dreaming about the Honey Pot and admiring the Bears persistance of retrival. (Those two always thought of the same) Patty's dream was filled with curiosty as to how the Honey got there in the first place and if Bear's really did eat honey, Sarah was feeling safe as she dreamt about Kamez and Kamez was dreaming about his favourite book, but was curious about his dream, since every page held a picture of Sarah.
As the group slept, a snowflake gently settled on the brightly coloured BAG's which were lying on the ground. (Note: this was odd, since no one knows yet if this story is set inside or outside but this is of little importance). What was important were the BAG's - lots of them, which appeared to be growing in numbers. A huge range of colours and a variety of shapes and sizes. From each BAG an odd sound emitted, like the tapping of a keyboard from a computer. The BAG's seemed to be moving, and the tap tapping noise rose louder and fell silent at all different times. Where did they come from, no one knows, but they were there, right there next to the BEAR as if in some way protecting him/her as he/she slept.
"COULD SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME IF THIS BEAR IS A MALE OR FEMALE" boomed a voice in the persistant Raccoon's head..'AND I NEED TO KNOW HIS/HER NAME".......The voice in her head was so loud it woke the Raccoon up, which was annoying, since she had wanted to wait in her dream to see if the Bear got the honey. Rubbing her masked eyes and blinking, she sat up and was astonished to see the brightly coloured BAG's lying on the ground. She rubbed her eyes again and wondered why she hadn't noticed the BAG's before. They were incredibly noisy she thought, all that tap tap tapping, maybe the noise will wake the Bear ? She grew excited, Whoo Hooo, she just had to tell someone straight away and headed for Sebastian and clever Kamez................She had a plan, maybe the group could move all the BAG's closer to the Bear's ears and maybe, just maybe this would be enough to wake the Bear up!