One has a grin, the other a frown; comedy and tragedy in Arctic form. Let's call them Brav and Trist. Both behave similarly, as snow bears do, lolloping in the soft, white, pureness of their environment. Brav doesn't understand why Trist can lay for days on end in his den, cold and unfeeling, when there's so much FUN to be had, because Brav has to go FAST. Trist doesn't know where Brav's energy comes from. Brav streaks around like a rocketship, all noises and flourish and even though he is the same colour as their virgin landscape, he is so wild you can see him at any time. There's no such thing as subtlety with Brav.
The other snow bears, they stay away from Brav and Trist. They don't trust the wild one, and have zero interest in the quiet one. This makes Brav more enthusiastic about speaking to them - He's obviously not being friendly enough; he has to TALK MORE. Trist doesn't bother. He's decided that he's too boring for them, and that he must have said something bad one time that they hate him for and wish he'd just GO AWAY. Why does Brav bother trying to make friends with people that hate him? Why doesn't Trist try more? Why does Brav roar so loud? It scares the others. Why is Trist so pessimistic? It makes people uneasy. Brav moves too quickly. Trist doesn't move at all.
The other snow bears are confused. They never see Brav and Trist together. Perhaps if they were together, they'd be almost a normal snow bear; but they'll never co-exist.
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