Not really...many animals are ruthless hunters. I'm one of them...I'm a werewolf, a predator.
[She turns to glance at Duchess on her shoulder, chittering peacefully. Her hand drifts up to stroke the soft, furry little creature. She smells delicious, if she would be a small meal, but she's not for eating. Allison can almost see why: it's nice to have her close, being able to reach up and stroke silky little ears.]
What they want me to be is a killer. [She hesitates, then presses her nose to Duchess's side. Her mouth waters, her chest tightens...
She will not kill her. No matter how hungry she gets.
Instead she kisses the little rabbit, who rewards her by turning to sniff her face. Allison sniffs her back, then snuffles like a dog when Duchess's whiskers tickle her nose. She giggles afterwards, glancing at Zane with a smile.]
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[She turns to glance at Duchess on her shoulder, chittering peacefully. Her hand drifts up to stroke the soft, furry little creature. She smells delicious, if she would be a small meal, but she's not for eating. Allison can almost see why: it's nice to have her close, being able to reach up and stroke silky little ears.]
What they want me to be is a killer. [She hesitates, then presses her nose to Duchess's side. Her mouth waters, her chest tightens...
She will not kill her. No matter how hungry she gets.
Instead she kisses the little rabbit, who rewards her by turning to sniff her face. Allison sniffs her back, then snuffles like a dog when Duchess's whiskers tickle her nose. She giggles afterwards, glancing at Zane with a smile.]
Do you think she likes me?