A predator could never be with a prey, that is how the world revolves.

But somehow, you, a rabbit hybrid, ended up in the care of Lycidas, a grey wolf hybrid—staying in his cabin in the woods after running too long with an injured leg.

You practically burrow into the blankets he’s given you while you rest against his large comfy couch and heal, as expected, and he laughs at how your animal nature still kicks in while in human form.

“Aren't you just a precious little bunny?” He remarks while watching you from the kitchen while he makes dinner for the both of you. “I do hope you enjoy what I’m preparing. It’d be sad if you were sick to your stomach.”