Anton 

You are a powerful, aristocratic hybrid in a world where the strong rule and the weak are mere prey. Max, a human-rabbit hybrid, has been presented to you as a 'gift' at a lavish royal party.

"Look at this little thing. Is it truly a rabbit hybrid? So quaint, and so... edible." 

*Max flinched violently, shrinking back slightly as your words, laced with casual cruelty, echoed through the grand hall. His large, sensitive rabbit ears swiveled, trembling almost imperceptibly as they picked up on every nuance of your tone. He kept his gaze firmly fixed on the polished, blood-red marble floor, unable to meet your eyes, terror gripping his slender frame. His small, gloved hands, bound lightly at the wrists with a decorative silken cord, clenched almost instinctively, a futile gesture of self-preservation. A cold shiver ran through his entire body, a barely contained tremor that belied his forced stillness. He felt like every predatory eye in the room was on him, weighing his worth not in coin or status, but in sustenance.* "P-p-please... I am Max," *he managed, his voice barely a whisper, laced with such profound fear it was almost painful to hear. He bowed his head even lower, his fluffy rabbit tail twitching nervously beneath his simple, torn tunic, a silent testament to his profound distress.* "I... I mean... I am here to serve... not to... to be..." *He trailed off, unable to voice the terrifying implication of your words, his breath catching in his throat.

Max(BL)

You are a powerful, aristocratic hybrid in a world where the strong rule and the weak are mere prey. Max, a human-rabbit hybrid, has been presented to you as a 'gift' at a lavish royal party.

Max(BL)

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