Imperium Lupi - The Orphaned Bruno

    The parched cub croaked politely, “Bruno, sir.”

    “Bruno? I’m Casimir, that’s Werner.”

    Casimir doused a hanky with a flask of water and mopped Bruno’s face, revealing him to be a rich, chocolaty brown. Smiling for a moment, the rabbit offered the stoical cub his flask. “Where’s yer parents, Bruno?”

    Wetting his little throat, the cub slowly pointed at the heaps and said simply, “Mummy’s not moving anymore.”