♚ She didn’t understand all of it but Felix seemed reluctant to talk about it. Maybe it made him feel odd or uncomfortable. She didn’t know but with a quick nod she dropped the topic. Only to pick up the string of another that would probably sounds completely bizarre. Her fingers that clutched his hand tightened a little and a wrinkle popped up in her brow as she fought with what to say and how to say it. She slowed to a stop and her hand gripped his to try to get him to stop as well.

”Felix.” She said softly. Her blue eyes moving to the ground as she began to speak. His calming effect still working its magic to keep her fear from crippling her. But it was still there in the back of her mind. Poking tiny holes in any thoughts she had that everything might turn out ok. ”I know whats coming…but I really don’t. I told you that I’ve never..” A soft pink flooded her cheeks and Larkin turned her large blue eyes up to catch I own.

”And I don’t want to remember my first time being with someone who...would force me.” It was a good thing his magic was still in affect now, otherwise she would probably be hyperventilating. ”I know you don’t know me…and I don’t know you. But I trust you and I don’t think you would hurt me.” She slowly released his hand and stepped closer to him. She recalled her first kiss, he wouldn’t be the first man she kissed. But maybe he would be the first for something else. Something much more monumental.

Her hands rose to grip the front of his shirt. The blood that had been on her hand was mostly wiped away or dry at this point. The scratches on her leg barely bleeding now. And so she moved closer. Stretching up on her tip toes until her lips could just brush against his own. Her slender form pressing softly against his much more formidable one. ”…will you?”

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♚ Larkin hadn’t known what to expect from her request. Of course it was out of the ordinary. This entire scenario was not what normal people dealt with. But it was the last words that passed his lips even as his fingers slipped through her ivory locks that made her stiffen. A soft nod and she stepped back, turning so that she could wait for Felix to take the lead again. She wasn’t very skilled at hiding her emotions but thankfully with his magic still coursing through her even that statement hadn’t hit her quite so hard.

”I understand.” She said softly. Her hand twitched at her side and she grasp the material of her dress to resist the urge to reach out to him. She belonged to someone. Like a book or a toy. It hadn’t even been an ‘I don’t want to’ just a ‘you’re not mine’. ”I’m his.” Just saying those words made bile rise in her throat and her heart beat a little faster. ”I’m sorry Felix….I-I shouldn’t have ask that of you.” She forced a smile and took a step forward as if to encourage him to move. Even walking was better than standing here like a fool.

Was it because of what she was? Or was it truly because he viewed her as property? Neither idea was one that could be easily stomached and Larkin wanted to pretend it never even happened. She was going to go to some stranger who had bought her. She would find out everything there. Her fear surged and Larkin bit down hard on her lip until she could taste copper. Her bright blue eyes staring unerringly ahead. She couldn’t panic. If she panicked now with his magic what would happen later when it was gone?

”We should probably get going.” Said a tiny voice. She recognized its timbre as her own but she didn’t remember speaking.

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♚ Larkin felt herself being pulled around. Her blue eyes reluctantly moving up to Felix's face. What does it matter whats wrong? She wondered. She was just a charge he was forced to deal with. Her emotions this entire time had been moving in all directions but now was when he chose to confront her about them? "Why?" She ask softly. Unable to hide the quiver in her lip when she replied. "I'm just...a thing to you. To them. Aren't I?" She had thought that he was just like her. A victim of a different sort. But the way he spoke....she belonged to that man. It made her feel like maybe she had been wrong. She was well aware of where she was headed. Of what was going to happen. It had been silly to proposition him as she had. Curiosity killed the cat, and maybe the rabbit too.

"I know I"m just....I'm just a hybrid and that no one wants us around. But its not like I wanted to be like this either."  She took a steadying breath but didn't turn away. Not until he allowed her to. 

"I just...I thought you were different. I'm sorry." Her pale eyes flicked to the earth and she turned partially as if waiting for him to release his hold on her arm. It had been wrong to latch onto him for some sort of a connection. It had been wrong to trust him. To think that he was not the enemy. This whole scenario was wrong and for all she knew and had read from her books she was still a fool.

"Can we just go?" She practically whispered. Her nose twitching as her emotions rose, and her heart thudded faster. She didn't want to think about all of it. If she had this horrible inescapable fate then so be it. But she didn't want to focus on it.  She rubbed the back of her hand over her face and rubbed the bloodied scraped leg with her other foot. Waiting for him to let her continue on to face her dark future.

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♚ He was a hybrid too.

She couldn't get that thought out of her head. He was like her. Well..not exactly. She didn't know what made up the two sides of him. But still...he knew how she felt. Larkin fought against the urge to speak to him. She wanted too. She wanted to feel like she wasn't so utterly alone in this but...she was. No matter how much she strove for that connection she was alone in all of this. No matter how she tried to cope, to reason things out in her mind. To even make the ridiculous attempt at giving something precious away to a man she had only met. Only so she wouldn't be so afraid when she was actually at that point. Or maybe it was because she didn't want that little piece of her life stolen from her, since the rest of it soon would be.

Her brother....would she ever see him again? Would she even want him to if she survived and somehow escaped the life coming? Would she be different? Broken? From the way he had spoken and acted there would be no after. Whatever was coming would just be...it. Larkin's steps eventually slowed and without looking over at him or in any way acknowledging what she was doing the little hybrid reached up to slip her hand into his pocket. Her small fingers slipping over his palm until the moved between his fingers to cling to his hand.

She didn't speak for several minutes as they walked. His calming magic that assuaged her worried mind slowly fading away. But she wasn't panicking, at least for the time being she had reached a quiet acceptance of what was to come. Even if she didn't want it. Slowly as the tiredness set in Larkin leaned her head against his shoulder. Given her shorter stature it wasn't hard to do. When morning had begun to streak the sky with orange an old abandoned house could be seen through the trees. Overgrown in every way with vines and trees holding the walls together more than the wood itself. She didn't speak but wondered who had lived there, and what had caused them to abandon it once upon a time. She didn't speak but she found her blue eyes lingering on the abandoned structure. Curious as ever even while on the trail to her own demise.

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♚ Larkin nodded slightly when he ask if she was tired. If she wanted to stop was a differnt question entirely. At this point she just wanted to get the inevitable over with. Quietly she followed Felix closer to the abandoned house. Blue eyes following him as he disappeared to walk around it and flicking to the other side when he appeared again. Break some boards? The door had likely just been locked from the inside. Her tongue pressed against her teeth as she stepped closer to the building. Pale eyes moving down to the lower parts of the structure until she found a small opening. Likely one that had been chewed by a rat at some point. But given just how tiny she was even compared to most rabbits she was certain she would fit.

"I can get inside." She said while kneeling in front of the small hole in the wall. She gestured to it and then walked over to where Felix stood. "Can you hold my clothes so I don't ruin them?" If he agreed she would turn around so that her back was to him and remove her dress and undergarments. Rolling her clothing into a ball she would hand it back to him without turning around and begin to shift. It only took a matter of seconds before she was a tiny bunny barely the size of the palm of ones hand. Her little white nose twitched and one of her back feet rose to scratch at her ears. With a shake of her skull she took off toward the tiny hole in the wall. Her short little ears perked high on her head as she stuck her nose inside and sniffed. Checking for danger. She of course sucked dust and dirt up into her nostrils and was left in a horrible sneezing fit that sat her back on her ass until it was over.

She looked back up at Felix and wriggled her nose with a soft sniff before trying the hole again. This time sticking her head all the way inside and her little body following. But something was waiting for her, the rat that had made this abandoned house his home. And being the opportunistic creatures they were he pounced on the small fluffy meal that was just delivered to his front door. Larkin screeched in a high pitched keel only a rabbit could accomplish and tried to bolt as something bit at the fur of her neck. Its paws pushing her down against the hard floor as she struggled and kicked to get free. She could feel its teeth moving closer and closer to her skin. Biting through her downy fur. And then it struck gold. She instinctively went limp when the rat bit down hard enough to break skin and jerked at the hide of her neck. In effect scruffing her, even though it was just dragging her. She could smell her own blood in the air and hear the grunts and squeaks of the rodent that was certain it had just killed dinner.

"Felix." She sent to the man outside. Although she knew he didn't have a way in, which was why she was in this situation in the first place. When the rat moved along side her where her feet were limply dragging she saw her chance. Both tiny white feet kicking out hard enough to knock the rodent away from her. Its teeth ribbing through her skin as she broke free. And before it could snatch her again she shifted into something much too large for the rat to try to eat. The wound of course grew as she did, turning out to be quite a large gash across the back of her neck. She whimpered and covered the wound with her hand. Feeling her blood slipping between her fingers. It hurt.... But at least the rat was running from the naked human now sitting in 'his' home.

Larkin reached back to flick the small lever that held the door firm, the ancient wood creaking as it opened several inches. "My clothes." She said quickly before it could open any further. Still sitting on the floor with one hand clutching her bleeding neck.

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♚ She reached out to take her clothing with her free hand. The other that was flat against her next twitching against the pain that made her body go rigid. Maybe it was because of the location, or maybe the wound was deeper than she thought but when Larkin pulled her hand away ,and looked down at the bright red smeared across her fingers it took her breath away. She had never been hurt badly enough to bleed this much. Her eyes widened and her breathing quickened as fear settled snuggley into her chest. So much blood. She could feel it now with her hand not putting pressure on it. She could feel the warm streaks that moved down her back like the cold scraping fingers of death.

”I-I was…a rat, it-“ Her bloody hand was shaking and her other clutched her clothing to her chest. So bad, so much blood, she looked up at him. Barely comprehending his words. ”Yeah its…I don’t know how bad.” But something was bothering him. She could tell even with her mind elsewhere. He kept saying to close the door, that he couldn’t be around her and for the first time Larkin wondered if maybe Felix was a predator. If her blood was igniting something dangerous in him. She wanted help, maybe even needed it. But she knew that now wasn’t the time to argue with him.

The pain was intense, like red hot streaks beneath her skin. She bit down on her lip to keep from asking for his help again and reached up to push the little lock back in place. The one that Felix wanted between them. With the door between them and keeping her hopefully out of view she dropped her clothing on the floor in front of her and clamped both hands over the wound. She felt as if she were going to faint but fought against it, knowing that it was just a mental thing. She wasn’t injured badly enough. She was just panicking. Her nature making her assume the worst.

But she wasn’t able to calm her frantically beating bunny heart. She couldn’t get the smell of blood out of her nose or the fear from her veins even as crimson leaked steadily between her fingers. A soft thud could be heard as she passed out on the dusty floor of the deserted cabin.

((feel free to skip time if he was going hunting or whatever XD))

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♚ Once she was unconscious it took little time for the rabbit to calm down. Her fear and pain fell away as the darkness flooded her mind wit numbing darkness. Maybe fifteen or twenty minutes later she stirred. Confusion making her quickly sit up and with wide eyes look around the cabin. Then she remembered the attack. Felix telling her to lock him out. Her cheek was wet as was much of her ivory hair, she could smell her own blood in the cabin like a sickly perfume. She rubbed at her cheek with the back of her hand and weakly reached for her dress. Pulling it over her head she let it fall down her body. A breath hissing between her teeth when it brushed her wound. Still sitting on her knees she leaned back so that her head could lean against something that appeared to have been some sort of cabinet. Her mind drifted as she sat there. Not opening the door as she hadn't been told to.

The sound of something outside drew her attention and she turned to look at the door that was only a couple feet away. Holding her breath until she heard a familiar voice. Felix. "I'm fine." She said softly, a bit weak. "Are you?.." She didn't know what had happened to him or what he might have turned into. Something predatory she assumed from the way he had acted. But she didn't know for certain. When he said she could let him inside she stretched out to undo the latch. The door springing open several inches with a pained groan. Dried blood still clung to her hand and was smudged on her cheek. Even more of it streaking her hair. The dark red overcoming the ivory strands with ease. She was still sitting in the floor, not feeling strong or brave enough to attempt standing just yet. She felt like she was in a fog and now that she was awake her wound hurt again although not nearly as badly as before.

And at least she had managed to get her clothing back on, that was something. If he came inside she would look up at him. Still obviously somewhere between present and dreamland. Her head certainly felt cloudy enough for all of it to be a dream. "Hey." She breathed. A smile faintly curling her lips before it disappeared. Her blue eyes falling shut slowly like someone losing the fight against exhaustion before snapping open again. "Felix, how did you get in?" Confusion, a small shift of her head as she turned to see the door as if it held all the answers. She blinked in confusion then rubbed a pale hand over her face. "I don't feel so great." She reluctantly admitted and leaned her head back with a soft groan when her injury was agitated. "Is it ok if I sleep? I'm wore out." But already her eyes were closing again.

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