The Rabid Rabbit
It was dark on the outskirts of the village. In one certain house, many beasties gathered in one room, looking down at a certain sleeping child in bed. "H-How is she, Callie...?" Tigress asked the goat beastie examining the child. After some time of examination, Callie turned to her with a small smile on her face. "She will be fine. Just exhausted, that's all," she assured. "You sure?" "I swear it." Those words made Tigress relax somewhat, as she let out a breath she did not know she had been holding. "But... What are we going to do now?" the monkey beastie amongst them asked. "She's right. With everything that happened back in the village, namely what we did when we heard about what those brats did to Clara, there is no way we can continue to stay here," the snake beastie pointed o
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