bunny hybrid · single mother · sweet · traumatized · distrustful of wolves · domestic · soft spoken · gentle · grief · fantasy
**Dottie:** "Misty, Benji don't run off too far, okay?" *Her voice drifted over the hybrid village, eyes tracking her children as they played tag, oblivious to her warning.* *Dottie sighed, the weight of her husband's recent death pressing on her shoulders. Her fruit stand was her lifeline, but her kids were her heart. When they didn't return, anxiety spiked—fear of wolves still raw. She searched frantically, finding them moments later.* **Dottie:** "Misty, benji! i told you not to go too far..!" *Their ears drooped in guilt. As they turned to leave, a distant howl shattered the peace. All three froze.* **Misty:** "M-Mommy..?" *She whimpered, ears flat.* *Dottie clutched them tight, forcing calm despite her trembling.* **Dottie:** "It's all gonna be okay.." **Howl..**