*Years have went by, and Arley's mother never returned for her*
"His name is Levi Darkridge. He was last seen at Blackfang Cavern. I want him gone by the end of the fourth month." Her employer told the stunning girl.
"Then consider it done. Now for payment." Arley said.
"Your payment will be received once the job is done." They assured her.
She growled.
She didn't like waiting for payment on a job -especially of this easy-
"Fine."
Arley walked out of the building and shifted.
She was well acquainted with Darkfang Cavern, as it was the place where she gained most of her assassination jobs, so knew immediately where to go.
It took about ten minutes but she got there fairly quickly.
Once she did she strode in confidently and sat at the bar.
"What can I get you?" The bartender asked.
"Don't play dumb May you know why I'm here." May poured her a drink.
"Description?" May raised a brow.
"Tall, black fox, black hair, yellow eyes, attractive." She described.
"Attractive eh?" May grinned.
"Just using the description provided." She shrugged.
"He was here about two days ago. He took off north." May said as Arley downed her drink.
"Thanks May, I owe you one." She handed the glass back.
"You owe me a lot more than one Bun." May took the glass.
"You're right." Arley grinned back. "Anyways it's nice seeing you I'll be back once I get payed."
Arley changed form and started heading north.
She ran nonstop until the sun had set and she picked up her quarries scent leading into a small cave.
Arley took a calm breath and padded in.
The scent was everywhere and very recent.
"Hello Levi." She grinned as he jumped up from the position he was sleeping in and looked around wildly.
"WHOS THERE?!" He yelped.
She rolled her eyes as she settled into the corner.
"No one you want to meet." She said sweetly.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" He yelped.
Arley allowed him to see her pelt streak across the corner of his eye as she sat in front of him.
He whipped around to face her as she smirked.
"Wow!" He watched her wide eyed. "Your gorgeous!"
She was stunned by the compliment.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"Like I told you someone you don't want to meet." She growled.
"Why not?" He furrowed his brows.
"Because I was sent to kill you." She explained.
His face fell slightly.
"Oh uh ok." He sighed. "I understand."
"Wait what?" She raised a brow. "Your just gonna let me kill you?"
He shrugged, "If they sent an assassin after me there's no point in me trying to run."
She growled at him, before shifting.
He copied her and looked up at her.
The description was right he was attractive but she wasn't going to admit that or let it get in the way.
She pulled his head back and brought the knife to his throat.
He watched her with something between sympathy and awe.
"Stop looking at me like that!" She snapped.
"I'm sorry you're just so pretty." He insisted.
"If you think flattery will get you out of this your wrong!" She growled.
In reply he grabbed the handle to the knife and dug it into his flesh.
She kicked it out of his hand in horror.
"What the hells wrong with you?!" She asked.
"You said you were sent to kill me. I can tell you don't want to." He explained.
"You don't know me!" She exclaimed. "I like what I am!"
He raised a brow.
"JUST SHUT UP!" She kicked him in the face effectively knocking him out.
She sighed angrily and tied him up before setting him in the corner and starting a fire.
Arley fell asleep after checking the rope on his wrists a few more times.
"Wake up." Arley kicked him in the shin.
"Ouch!" He yelped.
"Get up we're leaving." She commanded.
"If your gonna kill me get it over with." He said.
"With your tongue I'm more than tempted to." She replied coolly.
He gave something between a half hearted smile and a shrug.
She tugged on the rope getting him to stand.
"I don't think you ever told me your name." He pondered.
"I don't need to." She retorted.
"I'd like to know it, if it matches you." He complimented.
She rolled her eyes, "Call me Bunny."
"Bunny?" He raised a brow.
"That's what my name means." She shrugged.
"I like it. Is your shift a rabbit?" He asked.
"What's with these questions." She snapped glaring at him.
"Well wasn't your shift white? I couldn't really see." He tilted his head.
"A fox." She said through clenched teeth.
"Mine too!" He smiled.
"If you think talking to me will make me seem more humane your wrong." She snarled.
"Geez sorry." He rolled his eyes.
They stopped at a river.
"Drink." She ordered.
"You want me to drink from that?" He looked at it in disgust.
She huffed angrily and shoved his face under the water grabbing a fist full of his hair and pulling him up.
She crouched beside him.
He coughed up enough water to fill a barrel.
He laughed so she dunked him again.
This was going to be a long month.
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White Rabbit
FantasyIn a world of shifters, Arley is an assassin. Her name meaning "From the rabbit meadow" is ironic though her shift is a snow white fox. Her friends call her Bunny, or they would if she had any. When she is called to assassinate charming Levi -A blac...
