Nuclear Winter Skin Contest-Polar Bear

Description from original post (created 2015-12-26 20:52):

This is a girl with polar bear features because I am unoriginal :I

Also some new shading styles :D

I am going to attempt to write a story for this character.

I am sitting in a damaged bedroom as I discuss my story with my companion. He wonders how I've gotten these ears and tail. How do I begin to explain what happened if I don't really understand it myself? 
It was a few days after Christmas and I was outside with my sister and her three children. I was helping them build a snowman as the light snowfall turned into a blizzard. What looked like hundreds of polar bears came running toward us and I rushed the kids inside the house. I felt claws dig into my arms and legs as I was dragged down the road for what seemed like forever. I tried as hard as I could to fight the bears off, but the more I fought, the more their claws dug into my limbs. I found myself in a deep cave that I hadn't recognized and something hit my forehead with a large thump.
I has awoken into what I thought was a dream. Many bears surrounded me and I had a massive headache. I was wearing completely new clothes and I had the ears of a bear. I could understand everything the bears were saying.
"Will she be mad at us?" said one of them. 
"She can hear you, and if she is mad then let's hope she hasn't discovered what she can do yet..." another whispered.
I bolted out of the cave to fall down into multiple feet of snow. "And they say that global warming is a real problem." I said to myself.  I managed to climb out and make it to my sister's house. It was surrounded by bears and I heard their conversations about how they don't have to worry about "the humans" anymore. I managed to jump onto one and claw it to death, but the rest of the bears swarmed me and I barely made it out alive. I bolt to a nearby house and grab some supplies. I find another person in here and he seems startled by my ears.
"Did you send them here?" he says while holding a gun toward me.
"I swear, literally on my life, I didn't" I reply as I retract my claws. The blood of the last bear drips onto the floor. 
He slowly puts his weapon down as I say, "I understand what they say."
"How?" he asks. I then tell my story, which you've just finished reading.