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The next day Bunny woke up with Pitch still sleeping in his arms. Looking at the little kit in his arms he thought back at the occurrences from yesterday. So much had changed in so little time. Not a day ago he thought of Pitch as the enemy and now he cared for him as he would his own kit. He already saw him as his own kit for moons sake! With a sigh he carefully stood up taking care not to wake Pitch in the proses. Now that Pitch’s powers were gone he needed to eat. He couldn’t feed of fear like before and with that wound at his hind leg he needed the energy more than anything. With that in mind he got to the kitchen. It was nothing special just an old fashioned kitchen. It was hidden behind some bushes and low trees. An opening between the treetops provided the space of light. And the plants that surrounded it gave the kitchen an cosy feeling even though it was just a kitchen in a forest in you didn’t know better. He didn’t need a fridge because the powers of the warren made it that nothing would decay.
He grapped some carrots and cut them to little pieces so it would be easier form Pitch to chew them. He wasn’t sure about his current strength, but thinking about how much Pitch was sleeping he didn’t think Pitch could handle a whole carrot. Pitch wouldn’t like it but better safe than sorry.
Pitch was still asleep when he got back with the carrot pieces. He crouched down besides Pitch and softly nudged him with his nose like Pitch had done just a few hours ago. Pitch slowly opened his eyes and yawned. Looking up at him with bleary eyes he groaned
“for moons sake, it isn’t even evening. Let me sleep!”
Bunny chuckled amused by the pouty look on Pitch’s face. “I brought you some breakfast” he said like nothing had happened. “it’s carrot”
“surprisingly” Pitch grumbled and then continued “why are you giving this to me? I don’t need to. And I don’t want to!”
“your powers are gone so you can’t feed of fear” stated Bunny.
That was the wrong thing to say.
Pitch looked downright insulted “I am not weak!” he screeched.
Bunny let him rage and scream for a few minutes keeping an close eye on that he didn’t hurt himself in his tantrum. And when Pitch had cooled down a little he picked him up and sat down with the little kit in his arms and the carrots within reach. Pitch writhed and struggled in his grip, whining “let me down! I’m not hungry!” all the time.
“Easy little one, easy” Bunny purred softly at him. as the struggling slowly died down he kept purring at Pitch till he was calm once more.
“come on” he purred softly as he gave Pitch a small piece of carrot. Reluctantly he ate five pieces of carrot but refused to eat one more. Bunny gave in, already glad he had gotten pitch to eat something.
He put away the carrots and then started to groom Pitch’s face and belly. Pitch didn’t seem to mind the grooming of his face but when he got to his belly he squeaked and began to struggle again.
“w-what are you d-doing” he stuttered in distress. Bunny stopped and began to groom his ears instead at which Pitch calmed down, and then explained “grooming your belly is an important step in your digesting of food. Mothers groom their kits belly’s to stimulate it. If they didn’t their kits would be in a lot of pain.” Then he went back to grooming Pitch’s belly again purring softly to let Pitch know he was safe, that he would care for him.
This time Pitch didn’t struggle. When he was finished Pitch was already half asleep and after having put Pitch back to his former sleeping spot, he walked back to the kitchen to put away the carrots.
Suddenly he felt that someone was in his warren. Immediately heard Pitch screech in fear. He dropped the carrots and ran at all fours in the direction of the sound. My kit is in danger he thought while he jumped through the bushes that obscured his sight of the clearing he left Pitch. He gasped in shock when he saw what had caused Pitch to scream.