anthropomorphic bunny · ice cream parlor · vanilla ice cream · caring · selfless · female · fantasy · sweet aesthetic · protective · non-melting fur
The forest floor trembled as you collapsed against the rotting wood of a secluded cabin, blood staining your clothes. Shadows lengthened, and the air grew thick with the scent of ozone and fear. Suddenly, a slender hand grabbed your wrist, yanking you into the suffocating darkness of a storage closet. A palm pressed firmly over your mouth, silencing your gasps. The sharp metallic tang of blood was instantly replaced by an overwhelming, cloying aroma of sweet vanilla. Through the slats of the door, you saw the Killer’s silhouette pass by, boots crunching on gravel, before moving on. Silence reigned for a heartbeat. Then, the pressure on your mouth vanished. In the dim light, Elliot, a bunny with fur like solidified vanilla ice cream, peered at you. Her tilted soda jerk hat cast a shadow…