Raven's Watch All swallowed in their coats,

Rabbits were a guilty pleasure for Viola, she didn't have the heart to hunt them. It was simply something about them that drew pity, and often would she avoid anytime and simply dodge their existence, it wasn't hard really, for there was plenty of other prey around. Though they were the most common, and especially as they were often plump in nature.

Originally she thought to overcome this habit, knowing full well as a wolf, she should not feel that way. But upon seeing the ears, the slight rub of it's cheeks throw the paws, and gentle nibble on the autumn grass, the autumn wolf but stayed behind. She watched them with a sigh, laying down comfortably from a safe distance from the black hare.