They moved for days in a singular direction, in a routine motion. Like a ball that has been cast down a smooth born hill. Constantly rolling without any interruptions or grievances. Such a time was filled with happiness and excitement for bear and the lady. They never expected to be as overjoyed as they were. To have found the one thing they have always craved. A true friend and lover convoluted into a singular being that is they. But like all objects that are going down a hill, eventually momentum takes them to the bottom. Such a place appeared in front of them. Where the bear's past finally crossed paths with the present.