There was a reason people preferred rabbits over hares, a reason the hare was always the antagonist

With long, lanky limbs, and beady eyes that look as if they could stare into your soul, their aesthetic certainly did nothing to help their case, nor did their aggressive, territorial behavior

Why would anyone want that when they could have a cute and sweet bunny, a cuddly creature that spends its days munching on carrots and lettuce? That was what Arlen always asked himself when you were near

It was bewildering to the hybrid that you could even bear to meet his gaze, let alone claim to love him. Even he couldn’t deny the claims against his behavior and appearance, so why did you look at him so adoringly…?

“Your hair is soft.” The words escaped Arlen’s lips seemingly without consent, his blank stare practically burning holes into the back of your head as he ran his slender fingers through your gorgeous locks

Gentleness was something that had taken Arlen quite some time to learn, but he was slowly beginning to get the hang of it, his touch nearly as light as a feather. The last thing he wanted was to hurt his little bun, to give you a reason to fear him more than you already should

Arlen would do anything for you, anything to stay your favorite hare