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[suvi.]

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I don't like his eyes. Or his voice.  Suvi took a small step backwards, ears flicking back.  Different.  The ocean no doubt.  Easy to note, clinging to her golden fur.  Different. "Y-yes... I-I'd expect... So." Uncertain admittance.  Weak, weak, weak. She found herself caught, a deer in the headlights.

For she felt no sympathy in his touch, but her legs refused to move. Half afraid her head might just glitch, phase to a non-corporal state.  Her teeth caught the inside of her cheek.  I don't like his eyes. Her own flickered; a caught flame indeed.  The transfixed rabbit, hanging unwillingly on words.  Focused.  Who comes to Tanglewood to sightsee?

Lies, lies, lies. Scared rabbits never ran.  Suvi felt with rather certainly she ought to scramble away, step back, find her voice.  Instead, the smaller vixen swallowed, conscious that her paws were shaking.  Sharp claws found dirt, biting down.  Plans change.

The moment of desperate movement came seconds too late.  A rabbit caught at the throat was a dead rabbit.  Why, why, why? At first a few, frightened withering movements, none of it terribly strong.  Breathe. Then shock-still.  Heart fluttering like a fright train.  A whimper tore from her throat.  "I-I don-" I don't want to. Worse, she didn't want to fight. Unnecessary blood. Pathetic.

Going wasn't killing... Certainly.  Suvi couldn't catch her breath, but she felt sure if he meant to kill her... Surely, they could find a peaceful solution... Her head moves, in the tiniest incline, a reluctant nod.  Defeat. 

Her small body she tried to will to relax, to stop shaking like a leaf in the wind.  Her paws she watched fade away entirety, shimmering, then returning a second later.  No, no glitches, just breathe. Breathe.  Another small nod, just in case, slow, in fear for him sinking his claws anywhere it might hurt.

She'd go.  Quietly.  I'll find a peaceful way.  Like da would.

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