Queen Luna: Once Rejected, Now Ruthless
Bright yellow fur, twitching whiskers, and eyes like tiny gemstones that looked far too judgmental for a woodland creature.
“Mr. Yellow,” I sighed, plopping down on an overturned crate. “Still bitter, still furry.”
“And you,” the rabbit sniffed, grooming his paw, “still reckless. Escaping the castle, risking your life, when your so-called mates could protect you. Tsk. I should have let the forest swallow you years ago.”
“You tried, remember? And I lived. So technically, I win.”
The rabbit thumped his foot, scowling. “You call this winning? You’re powerless, hunted, and apparently incapable of staying out of political messes.”
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