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Dear Rabbit...

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Dear Rabbit,
my legs are getting weak chasing you.
These snowfields wouldn’t seem so big,
if you knew...
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My breath puffed out in beautiful misty tendrils in the cold air as I chased the small, brown-haired boy through the seemingly endless fields of snow. A dull ache pounded through my legs as I ran. But I had to keep running after him. I couldn’t lose his scent. I hadn’t caught food in days, and would usually capture small animals, but now, in the harsh winter, all of them were either buried in their little dens, or left to warmer weather.
I found the small boy in the middle of the field of snow, playing in the soft flakes that fell, his skin shimmering with the healthy glow of summer, his soft brown eyes wide with wonder at the white snowflakes.
I knew it was wrong, but, at this point, meat is meat, and I had become quite desperate. I had crept up behind him, and quickly slashed at him with my knife, the stone digging deeply into his soft flesh. I had bitten him several times, too, but he ran of, scarred and bleeding, leaving a trail of crimson drops and footprints in his wake.

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There’s blood on my teeth.
It is far beyond dry.
I’ve captured you once, but I wasn’t quite right.
So I’m telling you
You’ll be safe with me…
...

The metallic taste of his blood was still on my teeth and lips, and was licked off by my tongue. The boy tripped, and clutched his side in pain. I saw my chance. I got closer, my bloody knife gripped tightly in my pale hand. His brown eyes held one thing, and one thing alone: fear. Pure, unrestrained fear.
“DON’T GET CLOSER!” he sobbed, small tears streaming down his cheeks, red with cold, and strangely, I obeyed and stopped. I remained silent, though the pain in my heart made me want to scream. Despite my instinct, I couldn’t just… kill him. It was so very wrong, I knew. My fingers shook, and I let my dagger fall to the shimmering blanket of snow.
“Child… I will not harm you. Don’t be afraid,” I said, with a gentleness in my voice I never knew I had, and stepped closer to the child.

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Rabbit,
my claws are dull, now,
so don’t be afraid.
...

“Don’t be afraid, child, it is alright. Don’t cry…” I softly coaxed, slowly going toward him, my arms outstretched. He backed away, wincing slightly. His tears had started flowing at a faster rate, and a greater amount, too. He shook his head, his brown locks whipping back and forth. He let out a sob.
“NO! I-I do not trust you! Y-You’re a monster!” he shrieked. It pained me to see him cry.
“Why don’t you trust me, boy?”
“You and your pack killed my parents when I was younger… y-you were merciless!” he responded. After he uttered those words, he broke into another round of sobs that racked his slender frame, and shivered from the cold. I winced. That was true… my pack was desperate. I was starving, but I didn’t want to hurt him further.

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I can keep you warm,
as long as you can just try to be brave…
...

“Child… you will be safe with me… you just have to stay brave. Can you do that?” I asked, trying not to let my emotions show through, though my voice shook. He sniffled, nodded, and let me approach him. I sat next to him, and held his small body close to my chest. He curled up against me, trying to absorb as much warmth as his tiny body could. His soft brown orbs looked into my grey ones. The tears on his cheeks were drying, leaving warm tracks behind. The boy’s blood soaked my wolfskin jacket, but that didn’t matter at that point.
I realized I had never felt a touch as gentle as the child’s since I had left my pack. I sat there next to him, reminecing my past, until his small voice reached my sensitive ears.
“Where is your pack?” he asked. “Why are you alone?”

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Yes, I know I’m a wolf.
I’ve been known to bite.
The rest of my pack… I have left them behind.
...

At first, I didn’t know how to answer the boy. I glared at him, and he flinched, his brown eyes wrenching shut.
“I… They do not need me, and I do not need them. So, I left them all behind and became alone,” I responded simply. He seemed satisfied with the answer and wrapped his small arms around my waist. It was a gentle squeezing sensation, and I tensed. Nobody had ever done that, but… it felt good. It felt better that the nips and bites and slaps my former pack had given me before I left.
“Is...Is it alright if I do this?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said. He hugged tighter. His cuts and bite marks were bleeding so profusely… I knew he would die suffering. He would die in pain, and one so young shouldn’t feel so much pain… I had to make a decision.

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My teeth may be sharp,
I’ve been raised to kill.
But the thought of fresh meat… it is making me ill.
So I’m telling you…
You’ll be safe with…
me…
...

Tears stung at my eyes. I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t just keep him alive for my own selfish reasons. I didn’t want to be alone again, but I also didn’t want him to suffer…
“Child…” I said, my emotions betraying me, my throat tightening around a sob, and quickly swallowed it back. He looked up his soft glance looking into my tear-filled grey eyes. “Forgive me…”
“Wh-What are you doing! I trusted you..! Y-you lied...” he wheezed as I grabbed the child’s neck, clamped my jaws around it, and bit down, my sharp fangs digging deeply into his soft, sun-kissed flesh.
His neck made a soft, sickening crack! I shut my eyes at the child’s gasp, his final breath. I gently set him down in the snow, and opened my eyes. I wished I didn’t. The new bite mark on his neck was spewing crimson fluid, dripping onto the snow. My lip trembled as I closed his eyes. I stayed silent, looking at the boy’s skin which had turned terrifyingly pale after he left the world, his skin looking almost as white as the snow.
I screamed. I screamed long and loud, like the mournful cry of a wolf. My lips were covered in blood, his blood. His final words bounced around like a rabbit in my mind. ‘I trusted you..! Y-you lied...’
I picked him up in my arms, looping one arm under his knees, the other cradling his head. I trudged in the thick blankets of snow, one foot slowly going in front of the other, searching for shelter. I found a dug out cave in a hill to shelter in until the snowstorm ended.
I set the boy down on the dirt, taking off my jacket and scarf to put over him. I was left with my warm trousers, an undershirt, and a bare neck. I couldn’t stand to see his deep scars, especially the one on his throat. The one that snuffed out his life, like a flame in heavy summer rain.

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So Rabbit,
please stop looking the other way.
...

I ran a hand through my knotted black hair, then brought my knees to me chest, crossing my arms over them. I placed my chin on my knees. and looked outside. There was a raging blizzard outside, but I ignored the cold. I ignored the violent growling of my empty, starved belly.
My gaze rested on the boy. I shook his shoulder, but I knew he never would wake up, no matter how long I waited. Guilt settled in my chest. I took a shaky inhale, and unwillingly let out a whimper. A few silent tears trailed down my cheeks as I gathered the boy to my chest, cradling his body in my lap. I cupped his cheek in one hand. I shuddered. His skin was freezing, colder than the blizzard outside the den. The blood had already dried on his skin, and turned a shade of dark brown. A painful sob ripped from my chest, a wave of fresh tears poured down my pale face.
“I am sorry, my rabbit… forgive me… I couldn't bear to see you in pain…” I wept. “Forgive me… please...”

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It’s cold out there,
so why not stay here under
my tail…?
...
Hope you like this! It was inspired by the song "I Know I'm a Wolf" by Young Heretics. Based off of this video here---->Dear Rabbit - YouTube

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snowshadow22's avatar
The feels...nice story :)