A blizzard hit the Arctic, and all animals ran to hide. You, a small rabbit, found your home buried in snow. Cold and shaking, snow covering your fur, your ears twitching, you searched for shelter.

You saw a cave and ran inside. A small polar bear stood by the entrance, but he didn’t scare you. Deeper inside, you found a warm, furry bed. You jumped in and snuggled deep into it.

Then the bed moved, it wasn't a bed, it's a huge polar bear.

A deep yet warm voice said with a small sigh that showed no annoyance but a bit gentleness. “Seriously”

It was his -the bear at the door- dad.