03-26-2012, 07:45 AM
Rabbit stood at a height of seven feet exactly, they had always called him Rabbit. His Queen and then the other Guardians, and so it was what he called himself. He had never seen a real rabbit, so the idea of a rabbit being a creature and not an actual name was foreign to him. His hooves made the slightest of sounds on the cobbled walkways as he moved through the dead city, yet the slight noise echoed loudly. The echoing sound seemed to bounce off the walls and follow him. He hated it. He was the last, but his body and mind were too strong to give in to despair the way the others had.
Everyone was gone, but Rabbit had not even known the city when it had been in it's prime. The time when it had flourished and thrived beautifully. Rabbit had been created in the time of crisis, and that was all he knew. That and his duty, and the stories the others had once told him of the beautiful city. Rabbit would have loved to have guarded it during it's prime, but there was no point in wishing for things that weren't possible. Rabbit patrolled, as he was meant to do. There was nothing here anymore, yet he still had to keep it safe. He was a hard creature, he had done many violent things in his 212 years of life. He was bound by oath and blood, but it was lonely here. Lonely and so quiet, sometimes he would speak to himself just to hear his voice or shout so it would echo with the weeping waterfall.
Once, in his first few years of life, Rabbit had thoroughly enjoyed killing the occasional outsider that accidentally found their way to this place, he was protecting his people, his Kings and Queens. Now, it only made him feel even lonelier. What was the point of a Guardian if there really wasn't anything left to guard? Yet he could not go against his oath. The symbols glowing brightly on his nearly naked body was a constant reminder of that. Rabbit made his way through the dead utopian city and out the main gate. He would patrol the main walkway, glancing off it down one side. Rabbit shuddered. Only a little while ago a woman explorer had come, and Rabbit hadn't even tried to resist the oath to his dead Queens and Kings. He had bounded forward and without hesitating he had slung her off the long walkway while calmly telling her she had to die for trespassing.
Her horrified scream as she fell had torn at Rabbit's heart, it had been an unexpected feeling. Rabbit knew it was because he was lonely and she had been the first person he had seen in such a long time. Rabbit shook his head, he didn't want to think about that or how it had made him feel. It had never made him feel like that before. Another shake of his head and Rabbit continued his patrol. He would walk out to where the walkway split in three directions. A large statue stood there, and there was where Rabbit would stand for a few minutes. Just looking out this way over two of the paths for a few minutes. The third path had collapsed and was no longer useable, so Rabbit often ignored that direction.
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