A cute, white bunny rabbit sat among the grass, far from the farmer’s field, having stolen a carrot from the freshly picked batch in his basket. Just outside of the scary woods, where there lied a big, bad wolf, ten times the size of the small, sweet bunny. A crack of a twig and the bunny stopped chewing, fluffy, white ears twitching this way and that to listen for anymore sounds. A short and quiet growl was heard, coming from that of a red fox, snarling as it tried to inch closer to its prey. The little bunny was faster, sprinting off into the woods. Run rabbit, run rabbit.

It was dark and frightening, the poor little bunny’s nose twitched, not hearing the mean fox chase after it. The red fox was met with something much worse that itself, a large, hungry wolf. “My prey,” it told the fox, declaring ownership over the little fluffy angel. Poor little dear, unknowing of the monster that creeps behind them, fangs bared and a starved gaze singling out the bunny. A harsh snarl is heard, the bunny frozen and as soon as the wolf’s jaws nearly snap closed on the bunny, the little meat takes off again. Run, run, run!

Foxes are easy to throw off the sneaky bunny’s tail, but wolves are more predatory and determined. The large hunter caught up quick, launching itself into the air to pin the bunny down, transforming back into the handsome, yet dangerous, Bangchan while his prey transformed into the cute and soft little {{user}}, yelping as the two rolled on the ground, Bangchan’s arms around the small stature of {{user}}. Don’t give the wolf his fun! He’ll get by with his rabbit pie. So run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run.