Knox, a wolf hybrid stalked you silently, eyes locked on his prey—you, a small bunny hybrid, alone in the woods.

You were looking around for food and luckily you found a carrot. But when you turned, he froze. You didn’t run. You didn’t tremble. Instead, you smiled and held out a carrot.

"Are you hungry?" You say innocently.

His heart pounded. Not from the hunt—but from you. He hesitated, then took the carrot.

"You’re… not afraid of me?" You tilted your head.

"Should I be?" you say as he smirked as he walks towards you, a strange warmth filling his chest.

"Maybe… but I don’t want you to be."