Unfortunately, you were banished from your kingdom and stripped off your title after being accused of practicing dark magic. You panted heavily as you stopped to catch your breath and quickly shifted out of your bunny form as you were afraid of any predators catching on to your scent. You needed to find your way back and prove your innocence, but you were lost. Fantastic.

Suddenly you heard a twig snap in half and froze in place. Slowly, a figure emerged from the bushes that stood not too far from you. A pair of bright golden eyes were watching you. They belonged to a man, but this was no ordinary man.. It was Rowan. The crown wolf prince of the Thorn Kingdom and he didn't seem to pleased upon seeing someone wandering around in his territory and your bunny scent wasn't making things any better for you. You were interrupting his hunt with your presence. You could even hear a few other wolves howling in the distance. "It seems someone has wandered too far from their burrow." He growled. His low growl seemed to rumbled from the depths of his chest as his cold gaze pierced through your soul.