The Snow Bear by Holly Webb

Author:Holly Webb
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781847154170
Publisher: Little Tiger Press
Published: 2012-11-10T22:00:00+00:00

“OK, OK. You’re really hungry. I know. Here, look, have some more.” Sara looked at him worriedly as he gobbled the sandwiches. “I wonder how long you’ve been on your own. You’re still lovely and plump, you can’t have been hungry for all that long…”

Gently, while he was still eating, she slipped off one glove and stroked the back of his neck. She was prepared to pull her hand back quickly in case he didn’t like it, but he didn’t seem to mind. He just glanced at her quickly, checking what she was doing, and then went back to the food.

“We’d better find your mother fast,” Sara said, sitting down and rubbing the soft folds of fur round his neck. “I’ve just got Grandad’s sandwiches now, and after that it’s only chocolate biscuits left. I don’t think I can give you those, I should think they’re really bad for you. I know chocolate’s bad for dogs. I bet it’s not good for bears, either.” She shivered. She shouldn’t have taken her glove off, but she’d so wanted to feel his fur. Her hand was aching with the cold now, and she felt shivery.

She put the glove back on, and carefully patted the bear, rubbing behind his ears and tickling him under the chin, like she tried to do with Iknik. The bear was a lot friendlier, especially now that she’d fed him. He licked all round his jaws – Sara got a glimpse of his teeth, which were quite big, even though he wasn’t – and he sniffed her gloves, to see if she was bringing more food.

“I need to give you a name,” Sara said thoughtfully. “I can’t just call you bear.” She ran her hand over his domed white head, and the bear nuzzled at her wrist. “Oh! Of course.” She smiled. “I’ll call you Peter. Like Grandad’s bear.” She shook her head, suddenly confused. “Maybe you are Grandad’s bear? Maybe I’m taking you back to your mother, so the boys don’t have to leave you on the sea-ice at the end of the summer?” Sara frowned. “But that would be silly. How can I be inside Grandad’s story? And it’s not a dream, I’m sure it’s not. You’re real. I can feel you. You can’t feel things the same way in dreams…”

She stood up, looking around anxiously. How was she going to find a white bear in all this snow? “Maybe you can find her,” she suggested to Peter. “Polar bears hunt by smell, I’m sure I read that. Can you follow your mother’s scent? Can you track her? Or maybe you’re just too little.”

Peter stood next to her, quite close, his soft head almost resting on the side of her coat, so that she could feel the warmth of him. He seemed to be waiting for her to tell him what to do, Sara thought. He was used to following his mother.

“I wish we had some idea where to go,” Sara muttered. “What if I head

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