With each paw, I close the distance to the moon’s glow. In its light, I find my path through the night.
The night air is cool and crisp, filled with the scent of pine. A bear moves through it, a quiet force of nature.
Cloaked in moonlight, the bear wanders through the forest. Each step echoes the ancient rhythm of the wild.
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