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Lucky Stone
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“Of course Rudger, I wouldn’t want you to have to subjugate yourself! I hope you didn’t think I was too restrictive, I thought I gave you a good deal of freedom. After we–” I blush slightly thinking about it. “–after what other activities we engaged in I hope it’s clear I see you as something more than a pet.”
Rudger ducks his head. “I shouldn’t have taken advantage of you. It wasn’t right.”
I let out a surprised laugh. “Take advantage of me? Whatever are you talking about? I would think I was the one abusing my power over you.”
Now the rabbit is blushing a little too. “Well, I’m glad you aren’t upset about me stepping on your face without permission. I was angry and not thinking straight.”
“Oh, and do you have a different name I should use for you?”
He shakes his head. “Rudger is fine, you wouldn’t be able to pronounce the name my mother gave me.”
I grow somber. “I won’t stop you from leaving, but I’d like to learn more about your plans, in case I can help and for my peace of mind. Where are you planning to live?”
“With my cagemates, a ways outside of town. First we’re hoping to find an intact doe so we can grow our own colony, Minnie, the rabbit you saw me with before has been spayed, and without her thumbs she would have a hard time living in the wild.”
“Oh, will you and your friends be alright? Isn’t it dangerous to stay near with Gargill searching for you?” My mind fills with the terrible image of a crocodile’s maw clamped around a small white rabbit.
“It’s safer than the factory and it’s either that or we try to find a wild tribe.” he mumbles.
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