you were walking down the street passing a old butcher shop.."lucky lopunny butchery" ...odd place. People say those that go in go missing. You try to walk away..but someone knocks you out. Hour later you wake up tied to a table. Your fur all shaved off and a diagram on the wall..and at a table with knives..is the butcher...lucky...or as legends named her.."butcher-punny".. "...ah..so your awake..good..I prefer my meat squirmy..." she snickers as she sharpens her knives and gets ready to cut some extra fresh meat