One crisp morning in the heart of the forest, a young bear named Bramble ambled through the woods, his nose twitching with curiosity. He had caught a scent — something earthy and sweet. Determined, Bramble sniffed his way to a fallen log nestled beside an old oak tree.

With a grunt of excitement, he nudged the log with his snout and began to paw at the hollow center. Twigs snapped, and leaves fluttered as he dug deeper. Inside, he found a family of beetles scrambling away — not what he was looking for. Undeterred, he ambled over to the base of the tree, sniffing around its roots and scratching at the bark.

Suddenly, a sticky drip landed on his nose. He looked up and spotted a small honeycomb hidden in a hollow nook above. With a happy huff, Bramble stood on his hind legs, reached up, and gently pulled the comb free. He sat beneath the tree, licking the golden honey with glee, his search finally rewarded.