Boys Yet to have Books

(HOTD) Bracken Bunny (Davos / Benjicot Blackwood)

I held my breath, keeping my lungs strong and stiff. My knees were deep in the thick, slimy mud but I kept my legs still so I didn't sink or slide any more. My fingers trembled slightly as I held the string taut. I watched my line of sight as the rabbit nibbled at the grass and slowly popped up its head. So I released the string sending the arrow across the grass and striking the rabbit.

I hurried over, taking my arrow back and putting the rabbit into my bag with the few rabbits, birds and mushrooms I had gathered while hunting.

It wasn't much, I hadn't found much of anything all day. The rainy and damp days are likely sending most game away.

I slowly walked the border between Bracken and Blackwood land, looking for any game on our side. Often gritting my teeth if anything was on theirs, I wanted to take it but I didn't want to give any excuse for a fight.

I stopped short as I saw a deer chewing on a tree, I quickly grabbed an arrow and used the border stone to rest my foot to keep me from sliding on the mud. I held my breath as I drew my bow and quickly let it go, but the deer jumped away and I missed.

"Shit." I sighed,

I'm not letting it go, I hurried over the border and followed the deer as close as I could to see it but not spook it.

The deer once again stopped in the open Blackwood field to eat some grass, I made sure it couldn't see me as I drew another arrow making sure to line it up perfectly holding my breath and keeping my arm straight.

Just as I was about to release the arrow, I felt the cold sting of a blade against my bare skin, the blade pressed against my neck, and the hot breath on my ear. "Drop the bow,"

"Or what?" I whispered,

"or drown in your own blood." He warns, "Drop it. Now."

I grit my teeth and put my bow down on the grass,

"Good, now... tell me, what is a little bracken babe doing on blackwood land?"

"Tea Party," I spat back,

"Humm, you weren't planning on striking down that deer were you darling? A Blackwood Deer on Blackwood Land."

"It's not a Blackwood Deer, it was on Bracken land when I-"

"And now it's on Blackwood land making it a Blackwood Deer." He interrupted, "So? Did you plan to shoot?"

"... Yes."

He chuckled, "I could have your head for that," he paused, "But... you have a rather pretty head,"

I gasped, "Let me go. Let me go I'll go home."

"Awww... no, it's a little late for that my little Bracken," He chuckled smugly, "You are going to stay right here with me," He growled his tongue slipped from his lips to lick the lobe of my ear, his other hand came around me holding my hip sliding over my dresses damp fabric, he got handsy sliding across me with little regard like I was some whore from a blackwood brothel.

I squirmed but he just held me tighter pressing the blade closer to my skin so if I moved more than even a breath it would cut my skin, "Let me go,"

"Now why would I do that? I think you and I could enjoy ourselves out here." He purred, as his hand getting braver and less considerate brushing his hand across almost all of me, "quiet the pretty little thing aren't you?"

"Let me go!" I snapped,

"No, no, you're going to let me have my fun. Or I'll cut your head off. You're choice." He demanded, "Yes?"

I didn't answer merely huffed knowing I had little choice in this matter,

"Good," He praised as his hand cupped my breast through my dress,