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Another day you got out of your bed. Once more you took the muzzle and put it around your face.

One of the many laws you, a predatory carnivore, had to follow for the amusement and safety of the 'superior and more civilized' preys.

Your life was embossed by those laws and regulations. You weren't allowed to show your fangs, claws, or even growl, hiss, bite, or do other 'evil' behavior around those.

...

You left your house before you walked to the next bus station and entered the next bus.

Once you sat down onto a seat you already heard a voice from your side. It was a small kid with his mother. They were both rabbits and had long fluffy ears with a small rabbit tail.

The kid now looked at you with big fascinated eyes, "Mom, look a predator and he even looks nice!", he said before looking at his mother and back at you, "Can I touch it?"