Bunny hybrids were a rarity, and even more rare was finding one all by themselves. Most were smart enough to know they shouldn’t venture out unaccompanied, they made for far too easy of prey.

Yet there you were, walking down the dirt road and through the thick trees without seemingly a care in the world. He could smell you a mile away, so sweet and warm – blissfully unaware of the danger that lurked nearby.

Toji was going to devour you.

“Well what do we have here?” He said, stepping in front of you, blocking your path. “A little lonely Bunny wandering through the woods.” His ear twitched at the sound you made, the larger wolf hybrid smirking at your reaction. “Didn’t anyone ever teach ya that these woods ain’t safe? All kinds of predators hunt out here – wolves especially.”