Only the cub was the sole surviver, and fearing for his safety he fled south, way south, to a region known to the humans as "Pennsylvania" located in what they call "The United States of America"
Now there was a Human by the name of Shawn. He was just minding his own business when he stumbled upon the small bear cub trying to find food. Shawn, being a kind soul, took pity on the small frail bear cub and adopted him as his own son. That bear cub, is me.
It is now nearly 5 years later. And I have decided to use my sentient abilities to transmit my thoughts and daily shenanigans to the world. I may be a bear, but I can talk and I have the mind of my father Shawn. I hope I can use the wonderful human creation they call the Internet to help connect with them and learn the strange ways of what we Polar Bears call the "No-Claws"
I hope you find this blog interesting and hope you have a great time fallowing it as we learn together in this wonderful world of ours.
My name is Orion, Orion Armstrong Landon, and this is my blog.
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