The Enchanted Forest

When the Tiger is Hunted

Adin Miette slowly opened his crystal blue eyes to the sun shining in through the window of ice above him. When the sun was positioned over the window just right, the light spills onto his face letting him know the first of winter has arrived.
    However, as Adin gained consciousness, he realized many things were wrong. His baby sister, Hazelle Miette; he couldn't sense her presence anywhere. Not only that, the end of autumn feels as if the middle of winter has already begun. Also, the feel of distortion was flowing thickly throughout the air, even within his Ice Prism Sanctuary.
    Concerned of these changes, Adin let a pulse out to travel the Ether, in search of his father. Sure enough, Mesnir Bullan, had responded, “What do you need, child?”
    Adin wasted no time with his questioning, “What's going on? Tell me everything that's happened. Now.”
    “I see you're not one to beat around the bush. Your sister has died but the Vevay elves had revived her. The autumn still perished though, so I must ask to keep this winter as mild as possible less anything be thrown even further out of whack. Khaos Drestier is awakened but not nearly at full power. Watch for trouble, my child.” Mesnir then canceled the connection to Adiv's mind, allowing Adiv to fall back into the Ice Prism.
    “Damn,” Adin cursed with a light breath, “and here I wanted to throw a couple of blizzard's around this year.”
    A scuffling sound echoed throughout the Sanctuary; stealing Adin's attention. Sounded as if it came from near the entrance.
    Adin stepped out of the ice pond and glided towards the entrance. The Ice Prism Sanctuary was at the top of one of the most largest mountains in the Northern Region of the Enchanted Forest. For a creature to be here by mere chance was very slim. As he neared closer and closer towards the entrance, the scent of feline fur wafted through the air. A cat? Unusual...
    He gently lowered his feet. His toes grazed the surface of the ice floor beneath him when the sound reoccurred.
    “Damn! If this rabbit escapes I'm gonna starve for another week! Get back here!!” The rough voice snarled.
    Adin found one of the ice pits within the walls to be occupied by a Shape-Shifter, to be precise, a White Tiger. He had to admit, it was adorable the way the tiger tried to lunge for the elusive rabbit. Adin's clawed hands folded delicately over the edge of the pit as he stared in wonder at the chase. Finally, the tiger sighed and leaned against a nearby wall, his legs crossing over each other as the bunny dashed away.
    “You were so close, young tiger. Why'd you stop?” Adin's smooth, cold voice carried into the pit where the tiger stood.
    The tiger's head swiftly turned in order to glare at him. His pale olive skin glistened with sweat; the silver hair on his head had a few black strands flow through it was cropped above his ears; a pair of black and white tiger ears protruded from his hair; he wore a white vest that was trimmed in black and had white furred sleeves that stopped at the shoulder; white fur collar which covered his neck; white leather pants clung to his muscular legs with a black belt to secure them; a pair of white furred boots shielded his feet from the cold; his white tiger skinned gloves were also trimmed in white fur black leather armbands wrapped around his biceps which flexed with every movement. His steel gray eyes told Adin to stay back... a warning.
    Adin smiled, the tiger dared to give him such a look. It was highly amusing. “No need to be frightened of me, young tiger. I'm merely curious as to why you gave the chase.”
    “N-none of your business!” The white tiger spat on the ground.
    Adin tilted his head to the side, “What's your name?”
    “W-wha...?” the tiger looked at him then muttered, “It's Carney... Witt.”
    Adin slid within the pit landing next to the white tiger then stood to his full height which dwarfed the feline. “I'm Adin Miette, the Winter Spirit.”
    Carney blushed in embarrassment, “I'm not weak!”
    “No one said anything of the sort. Why are you in my Sanctuary?” Adin's crystal gaze narrowed as he now addressed Carney as a trespasser.
    Carney sucked his breath in sharply and looked at the Winter Element. The ice blue skin glittered like glacier crystals as did the rest of him, really; his cobalt blue hair was slick and fell to his lower back; there were ice bone structures curving back from his head; his hands were clawed with what looked to be icicles as were his toe nails; the spirit was completely naked save for the silver arm bands and large silver necklace that seemed to cover his upper torso, and the one thin white loincloth around his center; his body was ripped and he made Carney feel like a tiny mouse, not really what he needed right now; the frosty glare from his pale blue eyes also made him feel inferior.
    “Well, I... I'm lost...” Carney lied out right.
    “Try again.”
    Damn...well, that didn't work.
    “Does it really matter? I'm not harming anyone...” Carney really did not feel like admitting his shame to some stranger, much less on of the four great spirits of the Forest.
    Adiv's glare only hardened, “You're harming my solitude. Why. Are. You. Here?” he spaced the words for emphasis.
    Carney's patience was thinning and finally he snapped, “I was tossed aside! Alright?! My small pack decided I was too weak to take care of! I don't care for.... hunting... I'd rather laze in a pool or something. Much like you saw with the rabbit, I can't hunt worth a damn. So if you don't mind, I'd like to sulk in peace!”
    He sharply turned his head away from the Winter Season in order to burn holes with his eyes into the ground. Adin sighed, just his luck to wake up with a house guest.
    “And what made you decide to come here of all places. Unless you're willing to hunt, you won't find much to eat.”
    Carney continued to glare at the wall but answered the Winter Spirit, “Due to my thick fur, no where but the Winter Mountain or the Glacier Plains will work for me. And there's even less food in  the Glacier Plains.”
    Adin couldn't argue with that. He grabbed the tiger's chin between thumb and forefinger and turned the felines gaze to his. The burning rage he found within them was consuming the tiger. Such turmoil should not exist.
    “Well, this is not a place for any but the Winter Spirit. I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to leave. I don't want a dead body on my hands.” Adin stated coolly.
    Carney stiffened, “Was that a threat?”
    “Hardly, come the middle of this season, the Ice Prism Sanctuary completely freezes over. You'll be killed.”
    “Well, then I have a month and a half to find a new abode. Kind of like thirty days notice.”
    Adin sighed in slight aggravation, “No, more like minutes notice. It was not a request but an order.”
    Carney jerked his chin out of Adin's grasp. “Fine, I'm leaving. Heaven knows I don't want to be where I'm not wanted.”
    His gaze said he didn't care but his words said he was hurt. However, Adin had no time for this. He needed to begin the... mild winter season as soon as possible. This was utterly ridiculous! A mild winter of all things...
    As he removed himself from the ice pit and continued towards the exit, the Ice Prism Sanctuary began to pulsate. Soon after, tremors erupted throughout the temple. Digging his ice claws into the wall, Adin stabilized himself with the Prism. Sensing the next pulse Adin slid back into the pit and grabbed the tiger then thrusting back out. Moments later the pit collapsed on itself.
    “Holy hell, please tell me that wasn't the rabbits fault.” Carney cursed.
    Adin merely shook his head and set Carney on his feet next to him. Roaming around with his left hand in the air, palm out, and eyes closed, Adin tried to sense for the energy the started the tremors. When he located it he could feel the dark threads wrap around his fingers.
    Adin Miette......... I want your............ soul.........
    Adin pulled his hand free of the dark strands. “Try it.”
    “Beg pardon?” Carney was confused by Adiv's sudden out burst.
    “It's nothing. I do believe we should both leave for a bit. The Sanctuary has been overrun by dark energies while I was asleep.” Adin said running a hand through blue crystal locks.
    Carney hissed, “My fur won't allow it! I'll stay here thank you.”
    Adin pulled his arm, “I know of a place where you'll feel comfortable.”
    “You better fucking hope so.”
------------------ The Deadlands ---------------------
    “SO YOU BRING ME SOUTH YOU FUCKING ASS HOLE?!?!?!?!”” Carney shouts with a rabid snarl.
    Adin tweaked his ears, “We're far enough south to feel as if we're in the Ice Prism. This is where a friend of mine lives.”
    They were well past Hades' Palace which was said to be the furthest reaches of the Deadlands. So who could possibly live past him? Carney was so confused, his clan never even went near Hades' domain. Then he thought about what his clan would say if he told him he went beyond it. They'd laugh at him.
    “Really? The only one I know near here would be Hades.” then Carney pointed behind him, “And he's waaaay back there.”
    “Yes, well, there are five dead lords believe it or not, and Hades' is the first and the ruler of them all. But not the strongest just the smartest.” Adin explained.
    “If I did not know better, Adin Miette, I would assume you had just insulted my intelligence.” The dark, rough voice came from just beyond them but Carney couldn't see anyone around.
    “Harlow Grimbald. A pleasant surprise.” Adin said with a small smile.
    A man with pale skin, flowing steel black hair, piercing yellow eyes, black noble attire, and a rugged scar that ran over his right eye to his chin, appeared before them. “I doubt that, you're looking for me? What is it you need?”
    “A place for the tiger.”
    Harlow raised a single eyebrow, “Asking to protect a mere shape-shifter. How odd.”
    Adin glared, “Not protect. Just give him a roof. I must return to the Sanctuary alone in order to rid it of dark energy.”
    “I see,” Harlow lazily inspected his black claws, “and why, may I ask, are you asking me to do this?”
    Adin fluffed the fur on the tiger's clothes and head, “Too much fur for it to be anywhere warmer.”
    Carney hissed loudly, “I'm right here assholes. And no where near the age of a fucking child.”
    Harlow sucked in his breath, “This will be a good test on my patience. Very well, I shall help you for now. We are friends after all. I'll send my nephew Oscar with you in case you run into trouble.
    Adin bowed, “Thank you.”
    “Oscar!” Harlow bellowed.
    Another man, this one with the same pale skin but long soft blonde hair, warrior attire, empty white eyes and carrying a large Iron Sword came from the shadows, “What is it uncle?”
    “Go with Adiv to his Sanctuary. Attack anything that's coated in dark energy. Understood?”
    Oscar bowed, “Of course.”
    Harlow tapped Carney on the shoulder then briskly turned and walked off, “Follow me.”
    Carney was getting desperately pissed off at people telling him what to do. With an irritated sigh, he followed after the second death lord. The minute Carney passed by the fog that enshrouded the death lord and his nephew just moments ago, the feline witnessed a great and terrifying Gothic architecture castle. The gargoyles were perched on the gates and their eyes glowed white as they stared directly at Carney and their master. The lighting storm produced no thunder but tremors throughout the ground as the strike pierced the ground with such ferocity. The building itself loomed with an ominous air of death, decay, and danger. The gates parted for them with just the faintest squeak and Carney's fur stood on end as every instinct he had warned him to go no further.
    “Why did I not sense an ounce of this place just beyond the fog?” Carney muttered.
    Harlow heard him as clear as day and smirked, “That, my furry friend is a secret.” He continued to advance the castle and the doors to the entrance swung open swiftly to grant them entrance.
    A young girl with tan skin, black short hair with dried blood in it, eerie bright sky blue eyes and a blood soaked gown, holding a freshly severed head, bowed, “Hello, Master. May I be of service?”
    “No, young, Lilith, that will not be necessary. Go on, go play with your brother.” Harlow said with a loving smile.
    The girls own smile looked deranged and psychotic with sharp fangs as she nodded her head and ran off with the head. Another little boy with ripped up bat wings and leather clothing, ashen gray skin, deranged blind white eyes and messy black hair stood at the far doors to the left. The young girl stopped just in front of him and held out the head which he took with happiness. They laughed and ran off down the corridor.
    “Um, cute kids.” Carney said awkwardly.
    Harlow didn't detect the sarcasm in his voice, “They are aren't they?”
    Carney was at a loss for words. Hades' domain was a joy ride compared to this area of the deadlands. Looking around at the skulls that littered the floor, the fresh and dried blood all over the weapons and walls and the black stone structures and gargoyles throughout the castle would make anyone of weak heart faint upon sight.
    “Right then, follow me.” Harlow had regained his composure and fell back into his hard-ass expression.    
    They ended up climbing seven flight of stairs until they finally brought Carney to his will-be chambers of the night. Harlow made a mocking bow, “If you need anything you can call a maid... not me.”
    “Wait a minute.” Carney called out.
    Harlow sighed, “Obviously, not me is lost on you. What do you want?”
    “What's going on, I thought Hades' was the strongest lord.” Carney's curiosity finally got the better of him. Stupid cat instincts.
    Harlow smirked evilly, “Oh, my little brother is strongest and smartest but not the evilest. Remember, Forester Drestier decides who the Lords will be and the other four brothers of Hades were to deranged to be chosen. Though, Hades isn't really a bucket of sunshine either.”
    “Brothers?!” Carney was stunned.
    “Yes, different fathers same mother. Our mother was the bosom of evil, her milk a flow of nuclear toxicity and her temper the stuff of legends. Our uncles, Forester and Khaos Drestier were her brothers and the only good seed was Forester. The Five owners of the deadlands would be Hades Thanatos, Keeper of the Dead first and foremost, then there is me, Harlow Grimbald, The Skull Collector, the third, Blud Hellion, Blood Lust Warmonger, the fourth would be, Otis Roni, Winged Wishmaker, and last is, Vladimeir Mastov, The Blood of Black Magic.”
    The last one tugged on his memory, “Mastov? As in Dracol Mastov?”
    “Yes, they are cousins. Dracol's uncle, Otto Mastov, became frisky with mother and Vladimeir was born. The evilest of us all. He's less than a happy person and owns the furthest reach of the deadlands just before Khaos' abode. There, have I satisfied your curiosity?”
    Yea, asshole.
    “I heard that.”
    Carney growled, “Oh, you can mind read. Lovely.”
    Harlow flicked his wrist and shrugged, “Well, I am a powerful death being. What did you expect. A weakling?”
    Carney shoulders tensed as every bone in his body wanted to pounce at the word that his clan had called him for years but he swallowed his anger as best he could. The bastard had a point. To attack him was nothing less of a suicide attempt.
    Harlow's eyebrow raised, “An outcast? Of all the things Adin grows attached to..”
    “Beg pardon?”
    “No, you have no pardons to beg me for. Good evening.” with that Harlow swished his cape around as he turned swiftly and exited the room.
    Carney removed his boots and gloves and cuddled up on the huge black king sized bed. He could smell the faint scent of blood but ignored it. Their probably wasn't a single corner in the castle where someone wasn't murdered so there wasn't a reason to get in a tizzy over it.
----------------- a week later -----------------------
    Nightmares flogged him. It's been a week since he saw Adin and for some unknown reason he was getting anxious. He could see black silky strands of evil energy ensnaring Adin and Oscar. Oscar fought with the skill of an ancient warrior whereas Adiv was more discreet and froze the strands slowly making sure not to injure himself in the process. A woman was there cloaked in darkness as she laughed with a shrill voice.
    “Just give me your soul, Dear Adin Miette and I'll spare your life. I can be quite nice if not opposed.”
    “Dammit, you're the traitor, Ma---, so does Hades know about you and Joab?!” Adin's booming voice took Carney by surprise.
    The shadow screamed, “Don't speak to me of Joab! I love him but my Lord must come first!”
    “Love is second to you?!” Oscar taunted.
    “NO! Love is first in my heart which is why my Lord is my priory. I will protect Joab from his evil treachery even if that means breaking his heart!”
    “Ma--- you shouldn't try to hide. Ask for Forester's help like Theresa did!” Adin tried to reason with her.
    “Ha! I wouldn't rely on him with my own life. I'm darkness, I'm death, I'm war, I handle my own problems! You should know my position better than anyone. You spirits are always your own power! Which is the power I shall now take!” The darkness spread further until it could grasp at Adin's feet.
    Carney lunged and tore at the darkness binding Adin's feet. The shrouded woman screamed.
    Adin looked as an illusive White Tiger freed him and then Oscar of the strands, “Carney? What are you doing here?”
    “Aren't I dreaming? So why are you being murdered in my dream, I must really hate you.” Carney hissed at him as he said this.
    “This is no dream. Wake up now! You attacked the darkness in a dream, it will travel the dream and slay you. Wake up. Now!!” Adiv shouted shoving magic through his words.
    Carney felt a pull in the center of his stomach and was instantly sucked through it. He awoke in his room and saw Marah Tangye, the woman who was Hades' war general standing just at the edge of his bed with a malicious glare.
    “You dare interfere, cat?!” she spat the word out and lunged for his throat. Carney snapped his jaws at her in warning and clamped down onto her arm. She screamed once more and clawed his face. His jaws never loosened.
    “Release me!”
    Carney's eyes glowed as he felt power surge through him. He snapped his jaws together, chopping off Marah's left arm. The blood sprayed his face as Marah snarled while clutching her arm. “You bastard!”
    “Don't interfere with my dreams then, bitch.” Carney snarled and hissed in warning again and advanced her off the mattress.
    She smiled and waved and with in seconds she turned into a pile of ash and vanished from his senses.
    “Coward.”
    Clapping could be heard from the doors, “I must say if your a weakling then your clan will be easy prey even for cannibalistic pixies.” Harlow's rough voice called from the entrance with laughter in his tone.
    Carney wasn't sure where his power came from but thank god it came when it did.
     “What's going on, why was she here?” Carney gestured towards the pile of ash on the ground.
    “To kill you, apparently.” Harlow said with an amused glint in his eye.
    “Yes, I got that, ass wipe. I meant why?” Carney said with a twitch.
    “Well obviously because you attacked her in dream state. I must say, not many shape shifters are also dream weavers but then it explains your unwillingness to fight.” Harlow explained.
    “Dream weaver?”
    Harlow nodded, “Yes, Dream Weavers travel dreams and clear them of anything malicious. Anyone can be a dream weaver, it's not a species but an ability. Humans rarely have this ability but shape-shifters are even rarer. You don't like fighting because you're abilities make you want to help things not hurt them. Unless, such as Marah, they are harming dreams. Which is why you attacked her, Marah is a Dream Sucker. They absorb the dream plane and are able to travel through the rift in order to cause physical damage even in the dream state.”
    Carney sighed, “So I'm not weak?”
    “No.”
    Carney could almost laugh at the ironical feel of this situation.
    “Get some more sleep. I'll fetch you in the morning for breakfast.” Harlow left Carney to get his fill of rest.
-----------------------Next Morning ----------------------------
    When Carney awoke he realized it was too early for breakfast, so why did he wake? Cats usually sleep in. He heard a commotion in the halls and went to go check out the problem. Lilith and her little brother ran past him, “Come on, Nahum! Harlow needs these herbal remedies immediately!” Lilith said in a hurried voice.
    Carney followed after them, Nahum realized and waved at him without saying a word. Carney nodded. When they arrived at the destination he saw Adiv bleeding on the couch, he was in worse condition then what he left him in during the dream state.
    “Master Harlow, I have your herbs. Oh! Hello, I didn't notice you there, mister~!” Lilith said as Carney stood next to her.
    She looked to Nahum, “Did you see him?” Nahum nodded. “Okay!” she said with a smile.
    Harlow took the herbs and crushed them in his hands with a black light then started healing Adiv. It must have been painful because Adiv was actually screaming at the pain. Nahum and Lilith smiled at the sound but Carney couldn't help but cringe. When Harlow finished he looked to Lilith, “Now get me another pair of herbs and hurry to Oscar's room. I'll meet you there.”
    “Yes, Master!” Lilith grabbed Nahum's hand and dashed off with her orders.
    Harlow too furious strides past Carney, “Watch him.” It wasn't a request but a demand.
    Carney crept over to Adiv without a sound and knelt down beside him brushing his hand through the crystal hair. “What on earth happened?” he whispered.
    Adiv coughed and moved his hand a little bit to reveal a tiny rabbit poking it's head out to look at Carney, “Your friend..... he's a....ah!.... handful.” Adiv strained to speak as pain lacerated his body.
    “You got hurt because of the bunny?!” Carney exclaimed in a hushed voice.
    Adiv would have answered but passed out from extreme pain. With a sigh, Carney rested his head next to Adiv's and the bunny moved to snuggle underneath Carney's chin. It was only a matter of minutes before Carney felt the extra few minutes of sleep he missed out on tug him back under.
----------------Dream State---------------
    Carney saw himself still sitting next to Adiv but he was fully nude and lazing on an ice chair within the Sanctuary. “Well, seems you're able to travel dreams freely.”
    “Not really. I'm still not sure how I'm doing it.” Carney muttered to himself.
    Adiv tried to move but cringed, “My physical pain still lingers here....”
    Carney looked at his hands and had an idea. Walking over to Adiv, Carney placed his hands of Adiv's chest. He closed his eyes and he literally felt Adiv's pain. He was right, it was excruciating. With his mind, Carney felt each spot of pain and healed it on his own body which in turn healed on Adiv's body as well. Carney opened his eyes when he finished and saw Adiv smile at him with warmth.
    “Thank you.”
    Carney blushed, “W-whatever...”
    “So, how did you get hurt protecting the bunny?” Carney asked after a moment of silence.
    Adiv sighed and looked away, “It's stupid really.”
    “Try again.”
    Adiv smiled as Carney repeated the words in the first conversation they had merely a week ago.
    “We just got rid of all the black energies within the Sanctuary but another tremor went through when we finished. The rabbit was about to be crushed by ice so I lunged for it for no particular reason but Oscar thought I was being attacked and went after me. So we were both crushed by ice.”
    Carney face was contorted as he tried to keep a straight face.
    “Well say something.” Adiv said, irritatedly.
    Carney merely shook his head.
    “Why not?”
    “Because if I do, I'll end up laughing, hahahahahahaha~!!!!” Carney's almost kept it in but the situation was just to ludicrous.
    Adiv couldn't help but smile as he heard the rich laughter emanate from the young tigers body. His blue hands reached out an brushed the white fur from Carney's face. Carney's laughter simmered down as his vibrant blue eyes bore into Adiv's features.
    Moments later Adiv laid a kiss to the felines soft lips. Carney was stunned. Adiv was kissing him!.... wait, a man is kissing him. And he wasn't hating it at all. Carney melted in Adiv's arms as he held the tiger. Carney's lips reacted to Adiv's gentle kiss in kind and they found themselves growing hot.
    Adiv pulled back to stare at Carney and his clothes vanished. “Huh?” Carney said covering himself.
    With a soft smile, Adiv whispered into his ear, “Still, my dream, remember.”
    Adiv laid him back onto the ice. Carney hissed slightly as the frozen ground stung his bare back. His claws scratched at Adiv's shoulders. The Winter Spirit laid a gentle kiss to his lips once more before trailing downwards. Nipping and sucking as he went. He pecked at Carney's nipples with his lips, swirling his icy tongue around the reddened flesh until they peaked. His cold hands rubbed Carney's shaft while his claws were scrapping at the sac.
    Carney arched his back. The chill of Adiv's body strumming through his veins like freezing lava. Despite the cold he was heating up, and fast. Adiv lifted Carney legs from the ground and hoisted them over his shoulders. His fingers rubbing up and down the crevice of Carney's ass. The cold moisture slicking the entrance for penetration. Carney growled low in his throat.
    Adiv smirked, “You're behaving very well, like a young kitten.” then Adiv filled Carney up to the hilt.
    The tiger roared from the sudden sensation that rocked his body. Adiv's chilled shaft filled him up to his stomach as he thrusted into him with everything he had. Adiv created an icicle out of thin air and stuffed Carney's cock with it. “You will not be coming until I allow it.”
    Carney's eye snapped fire as he dug his claws into the flesh of the Winter Spirits arms. With each thrust Carney's cock throbbed past the icicle's hold. His insides clamping down on Adiv's member as it rammed into his prostate. Carney began to whimper from the unspent lust.
    Adiv buried his face into Carney's beautiful white fur, breathing in his scent. “Good, kitty. Just relax.”
    Carney was trying hard to obey but it was becoming increasingly difficult. The thrusts went deeper and their breaths mingled until Adiv was at his peak. The moment he felt his semen build to his tip he melted the icicle in Carney's cock allowing the moisture to trickle down the tigers shaft.
    Burying himself to the hilt, Adiv released his heavy load inside the tiger as Carney roared from the intensity of his own orgasm.
    Soon, Carney and Adiv floated down from cloud nine and just stayed in each others embrace.
    “How do you feel?” Adiv asked, he wasn't rough with Carney but they did just have sex out of no where. Not to mention two men.
    “Curious.”
    Adiv was slightly stunned, “About what?”
    Carney shifted his head to glance at Adiv's ice blue eyes, “If I enter your dreams, will this happen often?”
    “Well, maybe.” Adiv wasn't going to lie. He did have a stirring of feeling for the tiger. He knew this for certain.
    Carney snuggled back into Adiv's embrace like a well fed kitten, “Then I should do this more often.”
    Now Adiv was really stunned but let it slide with a smile. His own pet tiger.... how interesting.
------------------ a month later -----------------
    “So, both the bunny and myself, are staying here?” Carney asked for clarification.
    “Yes, this is my Sanctuary which makes it your Sanctuary.” Adiv said not even looking at him as he moved back towards the Ice Pond.
    “What about the whole, “freeze over” thing?” Carney asked.
    Adiv smirked, “If I wish, I can keep you safe from it.”
    “Why didn't you do that at first?!” Carney roared.
    “Oh dear,” Adiv said with a sigh, “I didn't know you and I'm not a people friendly person.”
    “But the bunny gets the right of passage?” Carney asked while puffing his cheeks.
    Adiv turned to look at the tiger, “Adorable. But no the bunny would have died, too. However, because of him I have a cute new pet so he's safe to come and go as well.”
    “Oh, this is making me angry!” The bunny shouted which stunned both Adiv and Carney. The bunny shifted into a tiny little girl with white hair and bunny ears, red eyes, and a school outfit appeared, “I'M A GIRL!!!!!!”
    Carney jumped back, “Dude! I could have ate you!”
    The bunny laughed, “Yeah, right! I'm too quick!” She flitted her tail, “By the way, my name is Melora Dulcie, not “that bunny” and I'm looking for my sister so I can't stay here.” The girl had bite.
    Adiv smiled, “I'm connected with very powerful people, why don't you stay here and I'll help you look for your sister and then you can both stay here.”
    Melora pondered about it then smiled and gave a thumbs up, “Okay.”
    Carney mumbled to himself, “Well that was easy.”
    Melora smacked him, “Shut up!”
    “Make me!” Carney snarled at her as Melora twitched her nose and glared at him.
    Adiv sighed, “When a tiger is hunted by a bunny.......”
    Melora laughed, “His seme saves the day!”
    Carney whimpered, “Why does everyone pick on me...”
    Melora hugged him and so did Adiv and they both said, “Because you're too cute.”
    “Fuck off...”