Shu Ci looked at the little rabbit that was pure white all over and smelled faintly of tea, and her anger instantly shot through the roof.
Besides, she had always repaid grudges, and she hadn't even settled the score yet for that butt-first fall just now.
Now that the rabbit had delivered itself to her door, without even thinking, her claws sprang coldly from her paw pads, and she swiped down hard.
Three bloody gashes were carved into Afu Tu's fluffy white cheek; that swipe went really deep, and fresh blood immediately gushed out, staining her fur red.
Rabbits and foxes were born on different paths after all; even when startled and hurt, a rabbit didn't freak out, didn't scream or cry.
They only saw Afu Tu clutch her cheek, shrinking away in terror as she fell to the floor and curled into a little ball.
The two long ears that had been so perky a moment ago drooped weakly now, the fur all soft and wilted.
