Simon was so excited today. He was able to get carrots from the kitchen which meant he would be able to find his bunny friends and see them all happy eating their snack. The cat grabbed the bag in his mouth and took off in the direction that the bunnies lived. It was a small group of bunnies that he figured were some sort of family since they all seemed to stay together. He had been spending a lot of time with them since winter was on its way. Simon often fed them and helped to find stuff to keep their dens warm. Sometimes it meant sneaking hay from the kennels or blankets. But the castle wouldn’t miss such small things.
The cat was giddy as he loved watching their little noses twitch as they ate, maybe he would ask for a pet bunny. As he got closer the cat immediately halted. He could smell iron in the air. Blood iron. He growled a bit and got into crouching mode. He slinked along the trees and bushes as he approached the area with the bunnies. The slave was worried, but he needed to be careful. However, when he got to the spot what he saw wiped all good behavior from him. The wild protective animal side of him took hold.
There was a bear, and his little bunny friends were no longer alive. He growled and hissed as this four foot tall cat dropped the bag of carrots and attacked. His claws out, teeth showing, and aggression like never before. He was aiming to kill out of vengeance.