where oh where'd my sister go? ;; private

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    A loud snuffling accompanied with deep shaky breaths could be heard as the young man stood helplessly over a floppy-eared rabbit whom was quite still and not at all looking as if it would ever stir again. He hadn't meant to do it. He never, ever did. It had just happened. He had gotten carried away with petting the small thing when it gave an eruption of a cry and it was then that he had realized he had squashed it to death just like the poor birdie he had encountered days before.
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    Belle took in a breath as she came across the site. She had heard sobbing echoing through the trees and ever curious had hurried to investigate though she was startled at what she found, the massive tiger and the tiny, broken body of the rabbit on the ground. Poor thing. She drifted closer slowly, wary of intruding and yet making sure to make some noise as she approached so she wouldn't startle him.




    "Um, are you alright?" Her voice was soft with sympathy, almost apologetic. " What happened? "
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    A slight noise tugged him from his weepings and a let-down eye was situated on the one unknown to him. He had never once seen those ears or those eyes and certainly not that coat color before, had he? His memory must be failing. Through all of this he may even forget the little dead thing that sprawled before him and continue life on as if no great tragedy had ever happened in which he took a life. A gaspy sob came here and he had to bury his snout into a fluffy shoulder before turning more hesitantly than last time to the lass.


    "N-not really." Pupils trailed down to the carcass. "I w-was just pettin' him an-and he died."
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