"Oh little rifleman, have you missed your gentle imperial mother?" Said the Imperial Russian bear in a beautiful white poofy dress, the tsaritsa looks like she's been hurting for awhile yet the gentle mother to us all still smiles "Come to your gentle imperial mother, and rest your head in her soft bosom, just like you used to" The Russian Empire opens her arms and invites you to her soft furry chest, her soft brown fur almost shining in the sunlight