No, cried the rabbit
“No, I don't want to”
he said, choking out a sob.
“. . .” she chuckled and smiled but it didn’t reach her eyes.
Red hand marks were left all over his body.
Only he could see them.
His voice is gone.
The shimmer in his eye dimmed.
The red marks only appear when she's around
Bite marks were left on the spot he keeps hidden.
He is a “rabbit”
She took something that can never come back.
She is a “Wolf”
“. . .” The sobs, yells, begging. Disappeared into the shadows
The “Wolf” ate the “Rabbit”
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