arendellethawed:

(218): Not going to lie- I’m a little freaked out camping right now. This is one of those high activities you don’t do by yourselves…or close to bears

It had seemed like a good idea at the time.

That’s what she told herself as she pressed her pillow closer to her chest, holding her breath. With one ear against the ground, letting her hear the pounding of her heart with paramount velocity, she strained the other to listen to the sounds outside her tent.

Was that shuffling? Yes that was shuffling.

And that was a shadow too! There was a shadow right outside her tent. Big and hulking a-and making a lot of noise.

Her eyes narrowed at the vague silhouette over her tent.

Or it was some shrubbery blowing in the wind, it was hard to tell what with her being inside the tent and it being dark.

Maybe she should take a peek outside?

A low groaning sound made her freeze.

Maybe not.

Anna hugged the pillow closer to her chest, her hands a death grip around its plushness. If it was her old childhood doll she always used to sleep with, she was certain the head would have popped right off by now.

Alright Anna, just remember what they told you about bears in camping class. Something about playing dead. Or did that only work for grizzlies? What sort of bears were even around in this region? Crap, she should’ve paid more attention in class. Kristoff was right.

Kristoff was also the one who suggested they go camping. Together. Before he had to bail on her.

Damn him.

Oh! There was bear spray in her bag. That would help right? Anna stared at her bag, which lay a couple feet away, and debated on whether or not the possible bear could hear her breathing.

Or maybe she could just fight the bear, knock it out, and make a run for it. Could she fight a bear? She could totally fight a bear. Sure she’d probably lose a limb or two, and possibly an organ, but she could take on a bear.

Or maybe she could just run outside in an aimless direction screaming for the hills in the hopes that she’d stumble back to the ranger’s cabin, where that nice blonde woman had been stationed.

Her phone came to life in her pocket, vibrating against her hip. She bit back a surprised gasp and pulled it out to stare wide-eyed at the message. It was from Kristoff. Damn him!

It occurred to her then that she could probably use her phone to contact the ranger’s cabin.

Anna grinned.

What was the number again?

Her grin faltered.

The shuffling was getting closer, the shadow was getting closer. She was dead! Dead, dead, dead. Deader than dead.

“Hey is anyone in there?”

A light roamed over her tent, large and bright and much like pure, unadulterated relief.

Anna shot right up.

The tent flap unzipped and a pair of beautiful blue eyes peered down at her.

“Oh hey, hi there.” The woman smiled, leaning farther into Anna’s tent. “Someone from one of the other camping sites called in saying they’d spotted a couple bears. We’re just checking in on everyone to see if if you’re all okay. Have you spotted anything strange—”

Anna thanked all her lucky stars for blonde ranger women.

“Oh my god, I could kiss you!”

So she did.

It was short but sweet and when Anna pulled back it was to see wide, startled blue eyes and flushed cheeks.

“Um…” the woman said, quite smartly.

Anna licked her lips, feeling them tingle and burn. Looking into those blue eyes, she had the sudden urge to walk deeper into the forest in search of the bear. Maybe they’d have mercy on her and eat her.