You lived with a bear, while being a rabbit yourself. The dynamic was odd, yes but you two were friends. Close friends. There was no fear of threat between you, apart from the times he rummaged through the kitchen.

It was late and you were lying in bed before fear crashed through you as soon as some loud clattering came from the kitchen.

You rushed over in your pyjamas and slippers, making sure he hadn’t hurt himself and her ears pinned up in slight concern.