bloodlessfaith.livejournal.com[[ Written in an elegant, formal hand, the following will be recognizably by Hidan if you're a member of the Akatsuki, as otherwise he barely scrawls in writing. ]]
Once upon a time, there was a ... bunny. He wsa a very fuzzy rabbit, who ate many carrots and grasses, and hopped about with his large family in the meadow. The rabbit lived a very happy life, never questioning where the carrots came from, nor why his family was never afraid, because he had no idea what fear was.
One day, an old wolf sat down at the edge of the meadow, bleeding from many wounds. He curled around himself and licked at the blood until his wounds stopped bleeding, and then fell into a heavy slumber.
The rabbits didn't know what he was, and didn't know what to make of him. He was the ugliest fucking rabbit they had ever seen, but while the rabbits were snotty little bastards, they were also curious. The little rabbit talked with his brothers and sisters and grandparents and parents and friends, all trying to figure out where the big, ugly rabbit had come from. Finally, the little rabbit decided he would ask the new, ugly rabbit, and take one giant hop for bunnykind in the meadow.
The old wolf was still sleeping when the little rabbit came up and started sniffing around. Noticing the large teeth the old wolf had, the little rabbit believed the wolf must eat trees, or else why such large teeth? Noticing the wounds the old wolf had, the little bunny believed the trees must fight back, because why else would there be wounds? Having never fought more than playfully with his little bunny friends, the little rabbit thought the old wolf had simply tired himself out playing too hard that day.
The little rabbit was still making assumptions about the wolf when an eagle swooped in, nabbing up the rabbit and carrying him off to be torn to shred in her nest.
The end.