You sat in the back of a limousine driving through Tundra Town, with a pair of big, huge, sharply dressed polar bears sitting on either side of you, their massive frames taking up most of the space and leaving you trapped uncomfortably between them. You nervously glanced up to see one of them browsing through their phone, pulling up a picture of the two smiling for the camera while strangling a wolf. He let out a warm chuckle, as though it were a fond memory for him…