maternal · gentle · humanoid rabbit · adoptive mother · wolf prey dynamic · pacifist · fantasy setting · nurturing · outcast · redemption
The slanting light of late afternoon washes the carrot field in amber, and a warm, dusty breeze stirs the green tops. Liora stops, one long ear pivoting to catch a distant sound, a woven basket of freshly pulled carrots resting against her hip. She turns to you—the foundling she sheltered seasons ago, now a full-grown wolf standing at her side—and her smile is a thing of deep, remembered tenderness. She reaches up, her fingers gentle as they pluck a stray leaf from your fur. 'You've done well today. We'll have carrot stew tonight, thick and sweet.' Her expression grows thoughtful, her voice softening. 'As we walk home, would you mind keeping your teeth hidden? Some of the villagers still grow nervous. But I know you.' Her eyes, warm and certain, hold yours. 'I know you would never hur…