[Bovice]

A white hared male sighed as he flipped off the TV, Stupid humans and their wars. He thought with a deep sigh. "We haven't been in wars for centuries." He closed his eyes. "And they call us the monsters." He rolled his closed eyes. He opened them and stood from his chair, "I guess I better go out to feed." He walked to the door with boredom plastered over his face. He grabbed his jacket and headed out the door, the bright sun made him snarl a bit. He quickly composed himself and smiled sweetly at his neighbor, "Good morning Mrs. Walters." He waved as he headed down the sidewalk to go and find a human.