Talk:Wererabbit/@comment-25086543-20150112210115/@comment-25995440-20150220054231

"They're gonna take me too! My fur, my ears, all of it!" She scream-sobbed hysterically. "Save me plea-"

"Hey lion. That room isn't part of the tour." A big man in bloody suspender stalked towards me slowly. He placed a big hand on my shoulders. I flinched. "In fact, none 'o this barn is part 'o the tour." He turned to the rabbit. The rabbit squeaked in terror and hid further into the corner. He grabbed the poor were-rabbit by the ears and looked it in the eye. "I wouldn't be screaming if I were you. I would prefer my last moments to be nice. And. Silent."

The rabbit's eyes were wide open. Tears streamed down her face, but she was too scared to do anything about them. The man's stares had petrified her completely.

I shifted into my lion form. "Now you let her go." I growled.

He man was unfazed. "Now, now kitten. I would NEVER harm a customer would I?" he gave me a crooked teethed smile. He had cold, hazel-green eyes that glared into your soul.

I felt my courage flow out of me like a stream of stars. I backed away, ears laid flat. I gave a weak growl. "B-back off." I attempted to roar. But my voice had dwindled to nothing more than that of a house-cat.

He walked over and ran his brutish hand through my mane. I whimpered in fear. He crouched and gave me the same look he gave the rabbit. He smiled. "Ya know junior, you already know too much." he stood back up, reached into his pocket and took out a knife. A skinner's knife. The chipped blade glinted evilly and seemed to smirk(If a knife can smirk). He then grabbed a lock of my starry mane. "I'm guessing lion skin will fetch a higher price than rabbit skin." I was near powerless in his gaze.