“Interesting,” said Bru. “But not as interesting as what we just found in the forest.”
“Yes, we found an old dead log just inside the forest and it’s just full to bursting with ants!”
His brother added. “There’s enough for everybody. Come on, what are you all waiting for? Let’s go before some other bear finds them.”
With that, the two cubs scampered back off to the forest.
“Now that’s an offer you can’t refuse,” said Ethyl. “Maybe those two rascals are good for something after all. Let’s go to lunch ladies,” so the other three bears followed the cubs to the forest.
Aries was still examining the pinecone and she now held it out to her mother.
“What’s this Mom?” She asked.
“It’s a pine cone,” she answered.
“Can I eat it?”
“Well you could I suppose…” but before she could finish the sentence the hungry little bear popped the cone into her mouth and bit down hard.
“Urgh”, spluttered Aries, spitting out the cone.
“That’s absolutely horrible”.
“But they are very hard and don’t taste very nice,” continued her mother.
Ethyl chuckled at this.
“That wasn’t very nice of you sister,” she said.
Ethyl turned to her two cubs. “Ants you say? Mmm, mmm. I just love ants for breakfast. I do hope they are the red ones. So much tastier than termites I find. Lead the way boys. And boys…”
“Yes mom?”Asked the cubs.
“It’s very rude to throw pinecones at young ladies.”
Bor and Bru faced each other trying to look innocent.
“Pine cone? What pinecone? I didn’t see any pinecone,” said Bru.
“Me neither,” said his brother. “But I did see an ants nest and ants taste a heck of a lot better than clover. Let’s go Bro!”
Bor & Bru turned and scampered back to the forest and the rest of the group followed at a slower pace.
“The twins are still a handful then?” Asked Gentle.
Ethyl sighed deeply. “Yes Ma`am. Every minute of every day, it seems. Take my advice Aries, if you want to stay out of trouble, just watch what the twins are up to and do exactly the opposite.”
Aries nodded her head and grinned.
“Aw come on now sister,” said Gentle. “Don't be too hard on them. Before long it will be time for them to leave and find a new life of their own. You will miss them, you know you will.”
Ethyl chuckled to herself at this remark. “You think so? Some days I can hardly wait! I have a hunch it’s going to be an interesting summer.”