Yeah! I'll do my best. [he sweeps one last set of footprints before tossing aside the broom of a leaf he was using, it was getting torn up, anyways]

That should do it. I don't think anybody is following us this far from our last tracks. [he'll move back around to Juza's side, giving him a firm pat to his fluffy shoulder. There we go, bear friend!]

You have any idea where you're heading? Got like... some special bear sense? [that could be a thing, right?]