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  • Question (Credit, Themasterodantics): You are spying on a rabbit farm. You sneak in and you see workers strapping regular rabbits to a plank and begin to violently yank the rabbit's fur out as it screams in pain and bleeds all over the plank. Then you see another rabbit getting its ear painfully branded without any anesthetics. You can't beleive how someone whould have the heart to do that to gentle playful creatures. Suddenly you hear crying in the back room. Quietly, you sneak into a room where the crying can be heard and you see to your shock, a white wererabbit with muddy white fur, her body is so thin that you can see her ribs, and she is in a filthy cell, crying into her hands. On the wall there was a whiteboard saying that the wererabbit will be soon to be branded and plucked of her fur. You look back at the crying wererabbit as she sobs uncontrolably. She is going to be brutally tortured like the other animal rabbits. She then look at you with tears and bloods shot eyes. What do you do?

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"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.

The 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.

The rabbit looked at me helplessly. I looked away from the man and attempted to grin as if to say 'It's alright.' but judging from the wererabbit's tears, it didn't work. I struggled, flailed, bit, and clawed with all my might, but to no avail. The man yanked my mane and soon had me in the head lock position. His muscular arms tightened around my neck; they reeked of dried blood and other gruesome things. "Like I said kitten. Die nice and quiet like the good little pet you are." 

I winced. I hated being called a pet. I gathered up all my leftover strength and roared. I had hoped to go out heroic. My 'dying' roar came out louder than expected. The entire barn shook and screaming of the rabbits and skinners alike sounded like a band of loud shrill flutes. The big brute of a man covered his ears in pain and staggered away from me blindly. I took the opportunity, closed my eyes, and did a pounce of faith. I felt something fleshy and muscular under my paws. I pressed down, the thing cracked and a scream followed. I opened my eyes and realized, I had landed with my heavy paws on the skinner's neck. I broke a man's neck.

The rabbit huddled in the corner, trembling. Exhausted, I gladly shifted back to human (halfling) form. I cautiously walked over to the rabbit. "Hey." I said lamely. The rabbit refused to look at me. My heart slowly started to tear in two... "I'm sorry if I scared you." I whispered. Not knowing what else to do, I sat down next to her. "I'm Regulus. What's your name?"

She turned and looked at me with big, frightened eyes. "I..." she paused. "I don't have a name. It's been so long..."

'Ah.' I realized. 'She was raised in captivity.' I grinned and purred, "It's okay. I can give you a name." I thought for a while. "How about Fluffy? It's a bit generic, but..."

"I..." 

I looked at her. "Hm?"

"I...like it. Fluffy. I really like it. Thank you." she broke down in tears. "Thank you! Thank you! It's been so long..."

"It's alright." I pulled Fluffy into a warm hug. "Everything's alright."

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