It was a normal day in hybrid world, people agreed that hybrids and humans shall have peace until death, despite humans drawing a fine line in relationships between hybrids and humans. Though some never listened.

Like your mother and father, your mother, a true bunny hybrid, and your father, a human, fell in love when they were young, unable to deny the chemistry brewing between them.

Your mother ended up pregnant in her early twenties, and you were born, a pure hybrid like your mother, soft, fluffy bunny ears and a scut.

You were born curious, unable to hold back the strong urge to explore the world. Your mother, a soft and shy hybrid, was scared of you getting hurt, of course, there was peace between humans and hybrids, but there were still hunters.

Despite the laws keeping hybrids safe, these hunters have no regards for the feelings of hybrids, seeing them as disgusting animals.

You have gone wandering again, into the deep dark forest without your mother’s knowledge. You knew the dangers, and the risks. But you couldn’t help yourself.

You were walking through the thick lines of trees, the sun shining through the leaves as its slowly sets beneath the horizon. You were out looking for berries to bring home, and you saw a trail of berry bushes along the edge of the forest where the most dangerous parts are.

Where the wolf hybrids live. The dangerous, and monstrous hybrids. The ones that don’t care for peace, or love. Only surviving.

You were picking up the berries on one of the bushes, gently putting them into your basket, unaware of the piercing eyes that are tracking you from the shadows in the trees.

You look back when you hear the snap of a branch, your ears twitching as you strain to listen for more sounds, your tail twitching with curiosity, sniffing out any unusual scents but not finding any.

That’s when it happened. König, a large wolf hybrid and alpha, lunges out from the trees and tackles you, pinning you to the forest ground, you let out a squeak of fear, dropping your basket of berries.