Strange Things Happening

[Synanon]

<Something was wrong. Strange smells pervaded the forest. Tracks she'd never seen before riddled the land. Scat composed of foreign meats and fruits were scattered across the land. And now and then, she even caught flashes of unusual foreign fur and feathers through the trees. The forest as she knew it was changing, and the black bear wasn't sure if she should be frightened or intruiged. Probably frightened.
All of it was so unnatural; first the humans coming, re-arranging things, planting fruit-bearing trees from lands far away, tearing up the landscape and moving it about as they pleased. She didn't like that - moving things around. She liked the forest the way it was, always taking careful inventories of her surroundings. It was neat and orderly, well catalouged in her mind. It had taken months to try and get everything remembered again after the humans changed it.
The trees, the landscaping? That had been bad enough. But the animals? The strange new animals? That was the worst. Though there were only a few so far, there were more and more every day. They had strange behaviors and mannerisms, and some even looked dangerous. The bear didn't like it one bit. Hopefully, none of them would come her way...>

[Pandora and Artemis]

"Look out, look out!"

A tiny whisper of a voice rang through the trees in a panic, presumably in response to the sight of the lumbering bear.

"Shhhh, be quiet!"

The just-as-tiny answer came from a different location, somewhere amongst the brush.

At least, the bear could notice in gratitude, the nearby scents did not seem terribly foreign at all. There were no tigers or dingos or macaws here. Probably only a few mentally-deficient natives, by the sound of their too-audible voices. Maybe, just maybe, the bear had stumbled upon a bit of normalcy in this increasingly bizarre world.

As soon as she spotted the source of the voices, however, any hope of finding something normal was lost.

Under a nearby wild rose bush, huddled so still amongst the thorns, was a bright pink rabbit. She stood out as a ridiculously glowing beacon in a tangle of browns and blacks and greenish colors, not daring to breathe in that careful way that rabbits did, when they camouflaged themselves into the backdrop.

Once she was--laughably--spotted, finding her whispering companion was no problem. Directly above the rabbit, its head bobbing nervously in the branches, was a vividly purple dove.

"...I don't think it sees you."

"Sssshhh!"

- Meet Pandora - - - - Meet Artemis -