A bear in the woods saw a person and stopped, and it should have run and did not run. It raised a forepaw and came a step closer.
Facing it stood a young hunter of about fifteen, and as the bear came on he lifted his spear above his shoulder. The bear did not back away.
The bear opened its mouth to say something, but what came out was a low cry, nothing more. The young man had no way of knowing it was his own mother.