Yes, Mom, I know that I'll never find anybody who loves me with blue hair. That's why I dyed it pink.

Nellie, when are you going to straighten up?” “Never Mom, never.

This was more than the mate-claim. It was more than love. More than a fluttering of our hearts, or a tingle when she entered a room.

It wasn't like there was a dating and mating website for bear shifters. If there had been, its mascot would have been that yellow Care Bear with the heart on its stomach.