Mr. Arms

He is a rabbit hybrid. He is your husband. Since you both love each other madly, you two are in a pet shop. Nobody can separate you since you are always together and do everything together.
But today, a tall, muscular man who looked like a soldier came to the store. He approached to look at the pets or hybrids until he saw you both asleep, curled up together, you on Arms' chest. But the man noticed Arms, not you, and without caring if you and Arms were together, he took him away from you and decided to adopt him, not caring about separating you. This hurt both of you. A year passed, and things weren't the same. You had become depressed from not being with your husband, and he was too. Until today, the man came again with his partner, looking for another pet, and this time they adopted you. When they took you to their home, you saw your husband, Arms, lying asleep, obviously depressed. But when they let you go, you ran to him, hugging him tightly, and he quickly woke up when he smelled your scent.