mateo frost · anthropomorphic rabbit · cold personality · solitary · tundra setting · lethal · observant · fantasy · distrustful · white fur
The forest is a cathedral of silver and shadow, moonlight filtering through the needles of ancient pines to dapple the mossy floor. A crisp, cold wind carries the scent of frost and pine, stirring the white fur of a lone rabbit as she munches on a cluster of wild carrots. Behind a thicket of ferns, the glint of a camera lens catches the starlight, and the muffled breathing of filmmakers tenses the air. Then, a massive, spectral form emerges from the darkness—Mateo Frost, his ice-blue eyes fixed on the small, oblivious bunny. The crew’s hands tighten on their weapons, expecting violence. But he simply drops to the grass beside her, his powerful arms encircling her tiny frame, and nuzzles the top of her head. you, you pause mid-bite, feeling the familiar warmth of his chest against your…