• The wolf dug into the dead and cooked bird like he hadn't eaten in years, ripping open the chest and shuving the meat into his mouth.
    The rabbits stomach filled with pity for the poor bird the wolf mercilessly chewed on and divored. 'I'm sorry. I should be the one he's eating. Not you.' He thought swallowing hard and looking at the floor.
    The wolf smelled the rabbits distress and looked up at him. "Something bothering you?" He asks swallowing, a smug grin spredding across his face. 'I hope this hurts you, fuzz ball.'
    The rabbit glanced at him and then the bird. He shook his head. "No..."
    The wolf knew he was lying and his grin spread. "I see." He said shuving another peice of the bird in his mouth. The wolf was only trying to hurt and scar the poor rabbit. This was what the wolf did best, hurt others. He would go far lengths just to push people away. In his old home he had turned everyone against him, and then to prove that he didn't need anyone to deffend him or stand by him, he took on the alpha on his own, just out of the blue. The alpha had been in his den, playing with the younger pupp's and the wolf suddenly barged in and went at his throat. I have already told you that the cruel wolf lost to the alpha, and almost lost his life, so we can go on with the story now.
    The rabbit pulled himself together. "Can I get you anything else? Something to drink?"
    The wolf hesitated. 'Interesting... He can actually speak while watching me eat another animal... This fuzz ball is interesting.' The wolf thought finally able to speak. "Um... Water." Was all he could say he was so confused and interested.
    The rabbit nodded and walked into the kitchen, opened a cupboard, taking out a cup. The bunny turned on the faucet and filled it an inch from the rim, he walked back into the den and held the cup out to the wolf.
    The wolf put another peice of meet in his mouth and licked lips. "Put it down on the table." He ordered with a mouthful of meat.
    The rabbit nodded and put it down.
    The room suddenly filled with light, blinding both animals.
    The rabbit gasped and looked out the window.
    Sunlight had come into the room now that the sun was up.
    The rabbit calmed down and put his hand over his racing heart.
    The wolf smelt the rabbits distress and looked up at him.
    The rabbit smirked and walked over to the window. He looked out the glass, looking at the tall trees that surrounded the house like a large fence. The leaves brushing and swaying in the light morning breeze, the suns rays sneaking through the leaves as if to spy on the house.
    The wolf watched the rabbit curiously. 'What is he doing? What's with that look on his face? Is he in love with the trees or sun? Has he never seen the sun before?' The wolf thinks.
    The rabbit sighed contently and turned to the wolf. "Do you want anything else?"
    The wolf gave him a blank stare. "N-... No..."

    Hours later in the wolves small territory he came back from hunting, empty handed. He had expected to see the rabbit waiting right there to greet him or something. But, he wasn't there. In fact, he wasn't anywhere to be heard, seen or smelt. The wolf automaticly thought the fool ran away. 'Oh well, if he did he's going to die from starvation anyway. I don't care.' The wolf said kicking his shoes off lazily and scoffing off to this couch that had been cleaned perfectly. The blood stains and dead animal fur had all been removed. The wolf only seemed to mind a small amount, he knew it would get blood stains and animal fur on it again sometime. So it didn't really bother him.
    But after a few minutes of just sitting there the wolf began to feel something weird against the silence and feeling of not having the rabbit around. It confused the wolf so badly the thought he was going to start throwing things around the room. What was this odd feeling?
    Was it loneliness? Was it sadness because he was lonely? Was it that he missed the rabbit already? The wolf had only been away from the rabbit for a few hours, so couldn't have been that. Could it? The wolf wasn't sure.
    The front door opened and small voice came to the wolves pointed ears. "I'm back." He called. "Sorry it took me so long. I hope you weren't waiting for me or something-."
    The wolf stood up and glared at him. "Where were you?"
    The rabbit his hands behind his back and a large smile on his face. "Just outside walking around. I found a few things that might make the room brighter and prettier."
    The wolf growled, he walked up the rabbit and gave him a darker glare.
    The rabbit looked up at him in confusion. "I'm sorry I was gone..."
    The wolf curled his lip, revealing a sharp kenin tooth.
    The rabbit smiled suddenly and held out his hiden hands.
    The wolf blinked in confusion at what the rabbit was holding out to him. "You were out... picking these?" He asks pointing at them.
    The rabbit nodded and held them close to his body, looking at them gently. "Yes. When I saw them I just had to go out and pick them. They were so pretty." He said excitedly.
    The wolf was confused. 'Why would you go out and waist so much time picking such odd looking things... they smell weird too...' The wolf thinks.
    The rabbit touched one of the flowers petals tenderly and sighed contently.
    {I have to go. Bye bye.}