✴︎☾☽ Petyr Rabbit ✴︎☾☽

Petyr sneered. His entire warren bounded through the clover fields, chattering and hopping. Dozens of them now, incessantly hop hopping. Ape creatures screeched to a halt in their monstrous metal box and laughed in their obscene tongue, gesticulating wildly. No doubt they presumed fear and terror among the fields. Petyr knew better though. His cousins and cousins' cousins delighted in their haphazard dance. They fluffed themselves up for an audience. They sought adoration from the apes. He sneered a second time before padding toward a ripe clover, broke fast while staring down a particularly obese ape, and settled in for another monotonous day. If only the wolves would return...

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