Strike a Pose

Russian Arctic

She exuded power and an unrivaled confidence with each loping stride across the landscape; the queen of the Arctic. Her long claws fastened her to the ice by her sprawling paws as she left a dusted path of bear prints in the snow. Then she suddenly sat on her haunches with her little ears tuliped forward and her nose lifted curiously towards the overcast sky. It was then I noticed the softness in her features as she drew several long sniffs through her snout and her mouth curved into a gentle smile.