With a swipe of it's enormous claw, the blood stained polar bear tore open the entryway to Matryoshka's home. It's normally pristine fur was matted and sticky with the blood of it's last human snack.
"Alexi! My AK!"
The bear did not survive the unloading of the woman's magazine.
Matryoshka was certain this day would eventually come. She had mentally prepared herself for the all-out invasion of the Antarctic polar bears. She had been painfully aware the Russian seal clubbing and intentional melting of the polar ice caps would reduce the total habitable landmass that the polar bears were so territorial over. Her own people had caused this calamity, but lucky for them, she was ready.
The bears had begun collecting human flesh in the center of Matryoshka's town. The mountain of human meat was being prepared to ready the bears for breeding. Matryoshka set her sites on the closest bear, it's gnashing teeth sinking into the torso of a toddler. The bear used it's paw to tear open the child and a shower of blood painted both the bear and surrounding snow in dark red. The screaming of the mother only lasted long enough for the other bears to find and reach her. Their mouths foamed like rabid dogs and they continued their dark bloody ritual of human sacrifice; pleasantly enjoying their Human hot-pocket snacks.
Smoke swam across the sky as Matryoshka stood high on a mountain of polar bear corpses, the sound of her firearm ringing out at a steady pace. It had taken weeks, but she had finally done it. The polar bears were dead, and it would take over 5 years for the population to increase enough to once again be a threat.
Shell casings fell into the mass of bear carcasses she stood on in a scene fit for a painting. She was excited to return home to Alexi, but she would take some time to enjoy this small victory after working so hard at defending her home.
"Alexi? I'm home! Where are you!" Matryoshka yelled out after returning to her now entryway-less home.
A blood smear resembling writing caught Matryoshka's attention, and she walked closer to examine it.
They found me. They are taking me somewhere. Fear not though, grandmother. The great NF has recruited me.