<strong>Name:</strong>Cinnamon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Park<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Them, Hare & anyone who's eavesdropping<br/><br/>Cat wouldn't be in trouble?  Cinnamon looked...well, still worried but somewhat more calm than she had moments before.  But at least she stopped trying to back away as Andy took hold of her wrist, offering nothing but reassurance.  Cat was...beloved?  Their friend?  And there would be no involvement of Hare.  They said so.  They promised.  They meant it.  They did...mean it, right?  But he sounded so sincere that it was hard not to want to listen.<br/><br/>So Cinna went, gently tugged towards the bench where she settled in small at Andy's side. "I don't love the room, I don't.  I hate the whole castle, but they want...."<br/><br/>Whatever the girl had been about to say was brutally cut short by the sound of someone else's voice invading the scene and her eyes went wide when they landed upon the Hare and terror shot through the entire length of her body.<br/><br/>"H...h..ha...Hare!"<br/><br/>Cinnamon squeaked as her legs curled up on the bench, until she'd her knees crushed in against her breasts and her arms wrapped tightly around them.  Her skirt crawled up too, offering a fleeting glimpse of the chastity belt that was worn beneath it as well as those soft supple thighs as she tried to bury her face and disappear; the words spilling out muffled against the top of her knees.<br/><br/>"I...I..I'm so-so-sorry Hare, I am.  I didn't mean it, Sir. I didn't. I just had to feed the birds.  There's no one else to you see and they were...I'm sorry, Hare. I am.  Please...<em>please</em>don't be mad.  Don't..."<br/>