Tamara looks at the bear.   Not sure what to make of it.  So stands undecided as it suddenly comes at her.    Frozen in the spot, the bird forgotten in the moment.   The bear would get down, as if he wanted her to climb aboard and get in the saddle.   A saddle,  the bear had a saddle.<br/><br/>With a shake of her head,  as unsure in what she is about to do.  She climb onto the saddle straddling the bears back.