One Look and She Knew It Needed Saving

As Hana and Steve approached the room, a roar tore through the quiet—a sound so raw and full of emotion it stopped them in their tracks. It wasn’t aggression. It was worry. The bear was panicked, its connection to the small creature undeniable. Hana’s heart pounded harder with every step.

She tried to move slowly, to show she meant no harm, but the bear’s sharp warning held her back. She glanced down at the tiny animal, barely moving. Steve mentioned calling a vet, but the nearest one wasn’t close. She made the call anyway. Her voice shook as she described the creature, hoping help wouldn’t come too late.