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Hyzenthlay is tired of Efrafa. The hopeless feeling that makes her heartbeat hard against her ribcage is all that spurs her on.
A young doe she doesn’t know the name of sits in the run, eyes flicking around to all the other rabbits close by. She shakes and presses herself against the floor as if to make herself look smaller. Hyzenthlay edges towards her, Thethuthinnang trailing closely, and wordlessly sits close by. Her fur is hot against the doe’s cold fur.
“Oh, Hyzenthlay,” The doe cries despondently. Hyzenthlay isn’t surprised that the young doe knows who she is. The doe lets a shuddering sigh shake her shoulders. “One of the new officers called for me.”
Thethuthinnang looks to Hyzenthlay and she looks sad. Hyzenthlay thinks it’s because this isn’t the first time they’ve comforted young rabbits.
“What do I do Hyzenthlay?” The young doe turns to Hyzenthlay, eyes hopeful and wide. “I don’t want to…”
She cuts herself off, a choked sound reaching her throat. Hyzenthlay places her nose on the doe’s fur. “You’ll be fine.”
The doe swallows roughly. “I don’t want to cater to him, Hyzenthlay. I can’t do this,” She was beginning to beg, voice constricted and muscles taut, stiff like she was ready to run from danger.
Hyzenthlay rests her head across her back. “I know, I know,” She soothes. The doe’s body begins to relax at her words, and her eyes close. “None of us can do it much longer.”
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time's arrow neither stands still nor reverses. it merely marches forward.