 |
Big Mama: You know. . .you're gonna need some carin' for. |
 |
The cub looked up at her, seemingly in agreement. |
 |
Big Mama: Now, now let's see darlin'. |
 |
The young cub cautiously approached her, slowly gaining trust. |
 |
Big Mama: You need, um. . . |
 |
Big Mama felt something brush up against her. |
 |
She looked down. It was the young cub, who had warmed up to her and was now snuggling up against her. |
 |
The cub looked up, smiling at her. |
 |
Big Mama: Oh no. No. Not me. Not Big Mama now. |
 |
Big Mama started thinking. |
 |
Big Mama: Now I'm thinkin' though. |
 1 |
 2 |
Suddenly, they heard a rapid tapping coming from somewhere, and they both looked to find the source of the sound.
 |
Big Mama: Oh. Ah ha! |
 |
Big Mama tucked the young cub back inside the grass. Big Mama: Now don't. . .don't you move honey. |
 |
Big Mama: Big Mama's gonna be right back. |