The fox in the tophat whispered into the ear of the rabbit, "
I am going to bite you and swallow."
The rabbit glanced sideways into the fox in the tophat's slippery mouth then dark shining eyes, then rapidly at the green grass, living its bladed life, alive as all get out.
The fox in the tophat reared back standing up strait, fixed on the rabbit.
The faint blue cloudiness wisped by them on the lawn of the estate of a rich, nearly royal family.
Chills ran thru the rabbit and the fox in the tophat, but chills so different from each other as to make them afraid of now obvious mysteries within themselves and the other.
The rabbit jumped forward and ran as fast as it could, towards the ledge of the garden, where trees abounded.
The fox in the tophat took its time, ignobly posed itself then began an impressive sprint, closing in on the rabbit.
The dark quiet shelter of the tree canopy grew within reach. The rabbit leapt as if shot from a cannon and disappeared, as if diving into black water.
Bared teeth retreated behind snarling lips, the fox in the tophat was cold, still and observing at the cusp of the wood.
The sun was slowly setting once again.
The End
The rabbit is white, fox orange, black tophat
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