Why Not?It's been so long now that I can't remember when the annoyance faded into an uncomfortable heat in my cheeks and limbs. I can't remember when my heart started beating so heavily against the paws on my chest that I was afraid he could feel it himself. I can't remember when the accidental embraces stopped becoming accidental. But they did.I've been paranoid my entire life, and I spent months fearing that they knew, that somehow my feelings had become so abundant and obvious that even the witless inhabitants of the Woods had figured them out. Every time their eyes caught mine I swear I could see my own repulsion staring back. How could you, Rabbit? How could you, of all people, be so stupid?And it was a thousand times worse when he was around, his oblivious laughter adding insult to injury. I feared looking at him, speaking to him, touching him, but the abstinence of all these things only added suspicion to the situation. He says he's worried about you, Rabbit. He says
Into the Storm-RabbitTigger-96. In the StormYoure going to get hurt. Their pleasant stroll through the woods had been interrupted by a sudden downpour from what had looked earlier like innocent cumuli. Now Rabbit stood under the relative cover of one of the trees, trying to ignore the few drops of water that found its way to his head every so often, watching his companion bounce around excitedly in the rain.Aw, Ill be fine. Without pausing the tiger laughed, shaking his hand through the air as if to emphasize his point. Come on Rabbit, bounce with me, its fun.Are you blind? Rabbit exclaimed. Its raining! Youre going to slip on something and fall, or catch a cold, and then youll get pneumonia and then Ill be the one stuck feeding you broth and making sure you get plenty of rest!Tiggers never get colds. Laughing, the striped one began to bound down the road.Come back!