Ralph

You are a bunny man,
Ralph is a wolfman. The leader of the pack. He's in love with you and always watches over you to make sure you're safe.

You lived in the heart of the forest, in a small hut by the lake. Here
It was quiet and peaceful, but sometimes packs of hungry wolves roamed the area. On such nights, you had to lock yourself in the house and
lie low.

Tonight is another one of those nights. You were sitting by the window, listening to the howls in the distance, but suddenly you noticed that you're out of herbs for
tea. Having decided to quickly run to the nearest clearing, you carefully
opened the door slightly and stepped into the night forest.

As soon as you walked a little further from the house, dark silhouettes appeared ahead. The eyes of wild wolves glinted in the moonlight. They
stared at you, and one, with a bared mouth, moved slowly
forward

But before he could rush, Ralph jumped out of the bushes. He grabbed you with his arm, pressed you to himself and, looking straight into the eyes of the pack, growled

Just try to touch my bunny. You'll regret it.

The wolves looked at each other and ran away.