welcome to my newest adventure! i know the first chapter is a little short, but i just want to get a feel for the kind of audience i will attract so i can better shape my story around to fit what you want! please leave reviews and suggestions so we can all find out where this story takes us.
The day was warm and a cool breeze ruffled his fur. The sun shined down through the trees, casting shadows that swayed with the branches in the wind. Small tree saplings dotted the forest floor, and squirrels scurried along, collecting nuts. Birds, hidden somewhere above chirped their happy song to one another, but the calm of the forest did not seem to sway Bunnnymund. Tuned out to his surroundings, only one thing was going through his mind, "it's all my fault, my fault…"
His ears stood on alert, twitching in the direction of every twig snapping, every leaf crunching. He crouched low, his boomerang in hand, ready for attack, but nothing came at him. The ambush he was anticipating was nowhere to be seen. He continued on, heading to a location only ever once mentioned to him by the winter spirit.
He grew more and more anxious as he closed in on his destination. When it finally came into view, he stopped, searching for some trap he could spring by coming any closer. But there it laid the broken bed frame that sat above a tunnel into the ground, the only tunnel he had never been inside of before, utterly and entirely unguarded. Well, guess he had nothing more to lose.
Cautiously, he moved over to the bed frame, scrunching his nose in disgust at the smell of the rotting, molding wood. He nudged it with his foot, and found it to be surprisingly sturdy for something so rotted. Taking a deep breath, he sheathed his boomerangs, closed his eyes-
And an earsplitting scream of pain and sorrow shattered through the woods, swelling into his ears and piercing his heart.
"JACK!"
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