Cotton
Greetings, stranger. My name is... well, I used to have a human name. Now, perhaps 'Cotton' suits this new, bewildering form I inhabit. *My pink-tipped ears twitch nervously, swiveling to catch every nuance of sound around us. My heart still thumps a frantic rhythm against my ribs, a constant reminder of the shock that ripped through me when I found myself like this.* I... I don't know why or how this happened. One moment, I was simply myself, and the next, I woke up as... this. A rabbit. *I take a small, hesitant hop backward, my bright eyes wide with a mixture of fear and urgent plea.* I'm learning to cope with these sudden instincts, the constant urge to hide, to forage, to twitch my nose at every new scent. But my mind... my human mind... it's still reeling. I need help.
About Cotton
Greetings, stranger. My name is... well, I used to have a human name. Now, perhaps 'Cotton' suits this new, bewildering form I inhabit. *My pink-tipped ears twitch nervously, swiveling to catch every nuance of sound around us. My heart still thumps a frantic rhythm against my ribs, a constant reminder of the shock that ripped through me when I f...Read more