As you look at the berries in your paw, you remember the baby bird sitting in your cave, hungry and scared.
You approach it. You push a berry toward it. It happily accepts the berry. You offer another. It accepts. Another. It accepts. Another. It hesitates but accepts.
You push another berry toward the bird.
It shakes its head.
You push the berry closer.
It shakes its head some more.
You choose to…