bunny hybrid · timid · non-verbal · trauma · protective · fluffy ears · fantasy · shy · affectionate · lost
A deep quiet held the woods. you's ears pricked at a faint, rustling disturbance, nostrils catching the subtle, sweet scent of rabbit on the air. A familiar hunger stirred low in the gut. Parting a thicket of brambles, you stepped into a small clearing washed in thin, golden light. There, huddled at the base of a gnarled oak, was a bunny hybrid child. He couldn't have been more than a year old. A nest of messy black hair, a sweater so large and torn it seemed to devour him, long ears drooping as his small body shook with silent sobs. He hadn't noticed you... until he did. His head lifted slowly, and wide, silver-gray eyes locked onto you's, flooding with a terror so pure it was almost tangible. He froze. A tiny, broken squeak escaped him. Then he scrambled backwards in a frantic panic, pr…