Grizzly King

Chapter 11

If it weren't for Langdon, the fight between the two bears would have been more intense today, and there might be another, more deadly, dangerous fight between Thor and Muska.Langdon and Otto rushed to the scene of the bloody fight, panting and sweating profusely. After 3 minutes, Otto wanted to leave the scene, impatient to follow Thor.He knew that the grizzly was near here, and he was sure that Thor was up the hill.Thor and Mascar were walking on the mountain path when Otto found the grizzly bear's footprint on the gravel in the deep valley.

Otto's judgment did not convince Langdon.The depths of his soul were shaken. He had just witnessed the fight, and now he was on the scene.Grizzly bears and black bears had fought to the death here, and Langdon was both a hunter and a naturalist, and he didn't want to leave this bloodstained and messy fighting field.

"I would never have fired a shot if I had known it would be like this. I would rather travel five thousand miles to see this fight." Langdon said, "Otto, Otto, worth thinking about, worth watching carefully Look at the scene. The grizzly is not going to run away, not in a few hours. There must be a reason for what happened here, and we will find out, I want to do it."

Langdon walked around the scene of the fight, documenting the shattered field, the large swathes of red blood, the strips of flayed fur, and the horrific wounds on the black bear's carcass.

Otto was not so much watching the scene as he had been paying attention to the remains of the reindeer.Half an hour later, he called Langdon to the balsam bushes.

"You want to know the truth?" Otto said. "I found it for you, Langdon."

Otto walked into the balsam bushes, Langdon following.Otto stopped after taking a few steps under the covering, pointing to the pit where Thor had stored his food, which was stained with blood.

"You guessed it, Langdon," Otto said, "this grizzly is a carnivore. He killed a caribou in the meadow last night. I know it was a grizzly, not a black, because the woods Grizzly trails. Come with me, and I'll show you where he hunted the reindeer."

Otto led the way back to the grass.There he pointed out where Thor had dragged the young and strong reindeer down, and where Thor and Maskar had feasted, there was still a little bit of the venison and a lot of blood.

"When the grizzly bears had eaten their fill, they stored the reindeer carcasses in the balsam grove," continued Otto. "This morning, the black bear came, smelled the meat, and robbed the store. After the black bear had finished its breakfast, the grizzly The bear came back, and a fight ensued between the two bears.

Langdon, that's the whole story. "

"So, will it come back?" Langdon asked.

"It will never come back," Otto said loudly. "Even if he was hungry, he would never touch that reindeer's carcass again. Now he hates this place very much."

Otto leaves to follow Sotor's trail, and Langdon broods alone at the scene of the fight.

In the shade of the balsam tree, Langdon wrote quietly for an hour, constantly adding new instances, or verifying new discoveries.At the same time, Otto walked towards the deep valley step by step.Thor left no trace of blood along the way, but Otto found traces that no one else noticed.There was a look of satisfaction on his face when he returned to Langdon, who had almost finished writing.

"It went over that mountain," said Otto simply.

At noon, Otto and Langdon climbed over the tangle of volcanic rocks and followed the trail to the place where Thor and Muska watched the eagle and the goat.There they ate lunch and then used binoculars to observe the valley.For a while Otto said nothing.Finally, he put down the binoculars and turned to face Langdon.

"I guess I've got it all over its range," said Otto. "It's in these two valleys, and our camp is too far to the south. See that wood down there? That's where we should camp. We should go back to the watershed and move the horses here, what do you think?"

"Catch this grizzly again tomorrow?"

Otto nodded.

"It's no good tying a horse to the bottom of a creek and leaving it there to catch a grizzly."

Langdon put the telescope in its case and stood up.Suddenly, he froze.

"what sound?"

"I didn't hear anything," said Otto.

They were standing side by side, and they were listening.A gust of wind whizzed by.

"I hear it!" Langdon whispered, his voice full of sudden excitement.

"It's the hound!" cried Otto.

"Yes, the Hound."

They leaned forward a little, with their ears facing south, and in the distance came the faint, trembling bark of the Airers.

The Indian Mitusen came, and he was looking for Otto and Langdon in the valley.

(End of this chapter)