
Jacob inched closer to the giant rock, his grip tightening on the branch as he cautiously prodded the ground before each step. He scanned the area, his eyes darting over the earth for any signs of traps. Every step was careful, deliberate, as he fought to keep his breathing steady.
Reaching the rock, Jacob peered down and felt his stomach twist. A white bear cub was trapped in a cage at the bottom of a pitfall, its tiny body curled in on itself. The cub whimpered softly, its movements weak, its snowy fur stained with dirt and blood.
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