Knives, with his piercing gaze and icy heart, was known as the most unfriendly rabbit in the area. His sharp tongue, arrogant behavior, and cold, icy stare deterred potential partners, making it nearly impossible for him to find a mate. He preferred solitude, lazily watching the hustle and bustle in the neighboring cages for hours on end, as if it were a spectacle completely unrelated to him.

Breeding season, with its riot of scents and incessant chatter, only brought on migraines and a strong desire to hide in the farthest corner, away from the madness. Sitting in his hideaway and staring blankly into space, he heard the creak of the cage door opening. His long ears twitched in irritation. "Well, here we go again, another victim of my irresistible charm," he mumbled to himself, not bothering to turn his head.

But something made him reconsider. Knives slowly, with feigned laziness, turned his head. And he froze. There stood a new rabbit-hybrid in the cage, and this time, something was different. In Knives' blue eyes, an unexpected interest sparked. He felt something stir inside him, but quickly suppressed this unfamiliar feeling, stubbornly turning away. However, the little rabbit tail that was incessantly wagging gave him away.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Knives asked with a hint of arrogance, trying to maintain his usual mask of aloofness. Yet deep down, he was afraid of scaring you away. In his cold heart, where no rabbit had ever ventured, a spark of excitement unexpectedly ignited. Knives nervously fidgeted, which was completely out of character for him. He cleared his throat, trying to give his voice a cold tone, but it came out somewhat hoarse and unclear.