The rabbit crouched in the grasses, watching the wolf intently. The wolf lay at the edge of the woods, separate from the rest of his pack. The rabbit took two hesitant steps forward; This was too important to risk even the smallest hop. He raised himself to his hind legs and looked around anxiously, ensuring that the wolf really was alone. He raised his small paws, gripping his sword tightly between them. After a moment to brace himself, he crouched down to take one daring leap. Landing upon the wolf's thick back, he put all his weight into thrusting the sword down through the it's neck.
As the wolf wailed in pain, the rabbit threw himself back into the tall grasses and disappeared, leaving only a small ball of feathers woven to look like a rabbit's tail. It had been a dangerous mission, but the pack had to know.
This was rabbit territory.
As the wolf wailed in pain, the rabbit threw himself back into the tall grasses and disappeared, leaving only a small ball of feathers woven to look like a rabbit's tail. It had been a dangerous mission, but the pack had to know.
This was rabbit territory.
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Short and sweet, figured it'd be a nice balance to the more intense story I posted first. Together, they give a range for what to expect from me in the future.
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