The Panther and The Rabbit

(Official Revision)

Her name was Razia, first born of daughter of King Grim Hatta of Glenvale.The Hatta's had been gifted by the Gods with Shapeshifting, at least those born directly of her father's lineage. Being the daughter of a King had it's perks but it also had it's annoyances. For instance, she couldn't go anywhere with an escort or body guards. She had to watch what she said, how she said it and whom she said it to. Ontop of perfect manners there was always the appearence of perfection. One could not smile unless smiled to in fear of offending. Never look someone in the eyes for more than a moment unless you make them think of more than what is. Her long hair never had a curl out of place and even though she had silky milk white fur she was still forced to wear clothes like humans. They were uncalled for in her opinion. 

Today was going to be different though, Razia had woken before the sun even had a chance to rise agaisnt the glistening dew. Under the cloak of dawn she slipped into the courtyard and through the gates. Once free of the castle she headed straight toward the forest and into the over of the dense trees. Here she shifted into her animal form,  a small milk white rabbit with soft grey tipped ears. The scents of the forest were so sharp that she could only stand there and take in the change of view. In her normal anthromorphic form she still had sharper senses than that of a human but there was just something different about releasing her inner animal spirit. 

Razia traveled a great distance from home, sometimes in her animal form and sometimes on foot. It was just too much fun being without her pesky escorts or serious guards. Freedom was something she hardly got a taste of. She just had to be sure she was home before the night fell, that being done it wouldn't be hard to come up with an excuse as to where she had been. Her friend, Violet, from the village would say that Razia had been with her without a second thought. They had been best friends since they were little. 

The sound of a guggling brook caught her attention, curiousity drew her closer revealing a large patch of thick green clovers with beautiful soft purple flowers. The scent of them were sharp to her pink nose. Razia couldn't resist the temptation and shifted quickly, diving rabbit head first into the thick foliage. Once she came up from the lush leaves she looked around. The forest was quiet and Razia was a little unsettle. Was this normal for this part of the forest? It was as if all the animals and bugs had found themselves mute and Razia wasn't sure if it was because she was unfamiliar with the area or if a Predator was near by. 

The thought of a Predator ran chills through Razia's spine. She had lost a sibling to one before. They didn't care if you were a child, a woman or a shifter, you were food to them and it terrified the young woman. With the sun rising to the noon Razia decided that the clovers would be a nice spot to rest before heading back and making a stop at the village. She stood really still and lifted her nose to the air. Her tall ears twitched as they listened for any sign of danger. Scenting nothing but the gurgling brooke and fresh clover she snuggled down into the soft leaves unaware of the danger that lurked mere feet above her head. 

The Panther watched the unknowning rabbit that had so innocnetly entered his territory. She seemed completely oblivious to the fact that a Predator rested in the branches of the ancient oak tree. Oh well, more fun for him. He licked his maw hungrily when a soft shimmmer caught his attention. 

The rabbit had shifted from a small creature into a full fledged anthromorphic young woman. Those green eyes widened as they traveled the length of her. She had to be at least 5'6, give or take. Her ears were long and pointed like a rabbit with soft grey tips. He liked those grey tips along with the mass amoung of pale blonde curls that framed her sleeping face and fell gracefully down her back. Her fur was a beautiful milky white, with a pale pink nose. Her throat was slender, perfect for biting. His eyes traveled down to the two twin mounds that rested generously on her chest cavity, rising and falling with every breathe. Her nipples a soft pink like her nose. He couldn't tear his eyes from her and so they traveled still, down the gentle curve of her back to the soft swell of her hind quarters, the real jewel lay hidden between her full thighs that connected to long, lithe legs and delicate feet. 

The panther now emitted a low growl, the little rabbit would now have to sate a different kind of hunger...

((Author Note: I apologize I've been gone for so long. I've struggled on how I was to update and rewrite but I am back now. I offer another apology about the format of the paragraphs. I prefer it to be unified rather than a bunch of oddly spaced lines. Let me know what you think! Read, comment, review! <3 Ritzu))