Polar

[Polar]

I.Introduction (Part One) cont.

As I gazed at the rotting mammal carcass ahead of me, I noticed a large, shadowy shape: it looked like a huge beast of some sort. It was hard to see within the cold, foggy winds of the Arctic terrain, but a huge beast was quite apparent, judging from its bear-like figure. 


It seemed to be heading for me, possibly not catching sight of me and simply detecting my smelly presence. Then I saw it, or him, rather: a mature monster of a male polar bear, a foot taller than my height at his muscular shoulders, thick forearm guard hairs, robust face, and most importantly, his death-striking stare.


My stare met his, although without fear on my side. It was as if his stare intimidated me into an inability to display any emotion. He was the largest bear I've ever came upon in my entire life, quite larger than the fattest bears at the zoos back in the human world. Weight-wise, he looked to be a ton; not fat, but mostly muscle.


His shoulders looked like a tall and thick snow mound, his arms were as defined as a professional bodybuilder and thick as a durable tree trunk, his neck looked too thick for even his chest, not taking into account the thick vat of hair around his girthy neck. Most importantly, his torso section imitated the defined portion of a sharply-decorated cake; ribs protruding out and muscle lines across his belly. I was looking at the most powerful meat-eater, one that could, with extreme ease, liquify my flesh into a cold, meaty broth with a single swipe of his two-foot paw.


A monster I was gawking at... Reply