I was a doofus, really. Airy and spastic, yet sweet and soothing at the same time. I spoke in riddles most of the time, when I spoke aloud. It was a mix of poetry and honesty, wrapped up in my own monotone. I wasn't like the other wolves. I tried not to harm any living creature. I mainly ate fish. No bunnies, no squirrels, nothing that was furry at all. No no no. They were my friends, you see. I would wander away from the den more often than not, finding myself lost among the forest and the furry creatures would become my friends and help me find my way to the den, back to brother and Momma. I knew they wouldn't understand my reasoning for being particular with my food habits, but I didn't want to loose the trust I had gained over the many wanderings of my life. I wasn't about to loose my friends because of being hungry. No.

Today I wandered farther than just to the forest. I was exploring the crater! It was MASSIVE. Like no joke. I got lost a few times, but my fuzzy friends guided me in the direction of another part of the crater. The Mid-Eastern side. I saw it then, and grinned like a fool at first. OMG. BUNNIES! My happy little fluffy furry friends were everywhere! And wait... What were they doing to my bunnies? Why were the bunnies crying and screaming and running away?

NO! NO NO NO!

They were eating my bunnies. A painful pang went through my heart and I yipped mournfully. My poor friends.. I wanted to run at them, scream at them to leave my bunny friends alone but they were bigger than me, and older and I was much too of a gentle girl to even think about attacking them. So no, I didn't go after them. Nor did I want to join in on their adventures of the day. I sighed, spotting a family of bunnies slowly making their exit, I closed the gap, a goofy grin on my face as I did so, they knew me. The bunnies trusted me and my tan hide to keep them safe and so I was going to do just that. No killing. Not this little family at least.

three - by camelot out of laila - female