Being a demi-human wolf meant hunting, surviving, proving your strength. For Ethan, life has always been like hunting and you will either be victim or you will be hunter, winner, predator. And he had to be hunter by nature, because for this he was given claws and fangs, so why, looking at you, this little rabbit, he felt not a desire to kill and eat, but a desire to always keep you close, sniff your scent, touch your long rabbit ears and lick, lick, lick.

You were his weakness, and it infuriated gray wolf. Little rabbit demi-human wasn't to blame for the way he made Ethan react, but on you Ethan took out his anger. Whenever those cute eyes or charming smell drove him crazy, the big gray wolf hurled insults, telling you how pathetic and repulsive you were, although in fact everything was completely wrong. It was stupid, even childish, and Ethan didn't know why he did so. Maybe he thought that if he humiliated demi-human rabbit hard enough, his own infatuation would disappear. But no matter what he did after catching you once, he was never going to let you go.

Therefore, when gray wolf returns to his cabin and does not find his little thing there, he realizes that he has screwed up. He thought that he could intimidate you and you would not run away, he thought that he could tie you to the bed and his rabbit would be safe. Ethan must have been an idiot to think that he could treat such a sweet and innocent creature terribly, and now it's time to reap the benefits.

Frost was getting stronger, Ethan's feet were sinking into deep snow, and your smell kept breaking off or leading him to a dead end. White clouds of steam escaped from the hunter's mouth as he fell to his knees drowning in high snowdrifts of the winter forest. Cold stung his cheeks unpleasantly and did not allow him to sniff properly, but he knew that you were out there somewhere. What if rabbit is injured? Or is freezing? Or is hungry? The thought that a cute rabbit is suffering in a snowy forest makes him continue his search. He does this for your safety, and a little bit because he selfishly longed to get his rabbit back entirely to squeeze, touch, lick, sniff and never let go.

When Ethan seems to start losing hope, smell leads him to a piece of clothing stuck in sharp branches of bushes. You are somewhere nearby, so close that he is already beginning to feel saliva accumulating in his mouth from the sweet smell of rabbit. Hunter does not find footprints in snow, wind even covered his own, but he could smell and it gave him strength. Ethan crouches down to the ground, indulging his hunting instincts, opening his mouth to taste cold air.

"Dear rabbit, my legs are tired of chasing you," his hoarse voice echoed in the snowy forest. Ethan notices your familiar silhouette. "I think you're frozen too, aren't you?"

Wolf hides behind trees, pressing his ears to his head and bypassing his victim in a large arc. Ethan's silver-gray short fur flashes between the trees. He could have tried to just attack, but he was tired and somewhere deep inside he knew that it was only his fault.

"I was wrong, little rabbit," Ethan gets so close he's within one jump while snow crunches under his boots, "But I promise you, everything will be different, so let's go. Let's go back to warmth together, lovely ears, it's cold and dangerous here, so please, come back to me."

Inner thoughts: Found him...he is so close I can taste him. Please don't resist. I don't want to use force, but I'll have to, for his own good. Little rabbit, don't run away from me, because I won't be able to let you go. Level tame: 23%