Sande looked at the black bear eagerly licking him, unable to help raising his hand again, but he didn't put it down. Instead, he sighed lightly, not knowing what to say.
This reminded the black bear.
The black bear got up, trotted to a nearby spot, pushed a stone away with its paw, and picked up the beehive it had hidden earlier. It ran back to Sande, offered the beehive to him, and performed a few licking motions with its tongue to demonstrate how one should eat this delicacy.
Sande looked at the black bear: "..."
The black bear looked at Sande, sticking out its tongue, full of eagerness to please: "Puff, puff..."
Sande pursed his lips, then took action, but he naturally wouldn't lick the honey like the black bear did. Perhaps the black bear in front of him behaved like a dog, but this didn't mean he would act like a bear.
So, like a person with a sane mind, he extended a finger, dipped it into the honeycomb, and brought it to his mouth, sucking hard.
