The kind wolf & the mad bunny

First drawing with my new graphic tablet :D


Description :  Bedtime story

 A long long time ago, like a few years  or so, there was a kind wolf who liked to watch the clouds  and eat the flowers.

 Of course he was one of a kind.

 No one had ever heard of a wolf like that to even exist  in those parts of the woods before.

 And the kind wolf was feeling very lonely because all the wolves were mean and bad-asses and wanted to eat  living creatures.

 So, one summer day, while he was lying with his belly up in the sun, he heard from a couple of mountain butterflies, wondering around , the story of the Land of the Happy  Bunnies. It seemed that all the little bunnies in the fairy land were white friendly and puffy and ate only grass and vegetables. 

 Now, as the flowers were grass too, and while the mountain butterflies were never lying, everyone knew that,  the kind wolf thought that he must reach that land and befriend to the beautiful creatures at once.

 And off he went through flowing rivers and sunny meadows. 

 He went of course through a lot of hard and difficult situations that put his will and heart to the test, and that I’m too tired to tell right now, until he got to a cross road. 

 There it was a little rabbit who was eating some honey from a broken jar, dead bees all around. 

 Curious more than scared, the kind wolf approached, happy that he was finally meeting  a sibling.

 -Oh, hello honey-bunny! Are you by chance one of the bunnies from the Land of the Happy Bunnies? smile rising on his face.

 The rabbit slowly turn to face the kind wolf and, with blooded-honey stained teeth, said:

 -Oh, yes I am. But now we are all mad! I just killed the fucking bees!