> is worried about predators
> sentences later states that due to them being a hybrid there's 'nothing to worry about'
You'd think the bigger fear would be rabies - and please note that in this AU, Soap is around human-sized. With rabbit physiology. I don't know how a FOX of all things would pose a threat - but a mountain lion sure wood.
The weather is written as being extremely cold and quiet, with limited food and vegetation. In the art, Soap has
no fur on his abdomen. This boy would be getting frostbite within five minutes.
Also of note: apparently hybrids are capable of weaving cloth (Soap has a satchel), yet cannot farm.
Yes, the bunny hybrid as a Mohawk. Which would only cause more heat to be lost from his head.
>He's not worried about falling through the frozen lake because it's not deep
Doesn't matter how deep it is, you DO NOT want to fall in any body of water during the dead of winter. You'll immediately start shivering and lose heat. Apparently, hybrids also aren't smart enough to
test if a lake is frozen enough to walk over. Apparently it is not that frozen over as he casually walks past a
hole in the ice to pick up a pretty rock. Which, you'll later come to find out, is a wedding gift of sorts. Don't want to spoil it.
So, in this AU, hybrids know how to use batteries, lamps, matchbooks and know how to woodwork. Yet they cannot learn how to use weapons such as knives, bows, or even guns - there are human hunters in this AU, and they all have guns. I do not think the pooner author thought too much into it. But since I'm that autistic I will - you can only suspend disbelief for so far. How can a rabbit hybrid know how to work a lamp but not, say, load a rifle or start a car? Or go ice fishing? Or work a generator?
Plus it is very hard to ignore something big diving into a hole in the lake - first, it's 'not that frozen' to there being an open hole, to something diving into it and not breaking the ice around it.
> Soap puts sugar in his food bowl without knowing what it is, despite knowing what matchbooks and lamps are
> Is capable of writing things down in a journal and drawing, which means he is literate, which means
he can read the ingredients on the packets of food he steals.
Along with Diabetes-era Soap, the author has no sense of internal logic.
> Wishes he had someone to cook and clean for, as well as get his pussy fucked
What is it with pooners having all these tradwife fantasies? It's like they're projecting or something. It's almost comical how these progshit zippertits all dream of having a real man fuck her into the bed and get her to make him a sandwich.
Spoiler alert: these have all been left by Wolf! Ghost. That's right: his method of courting his beloved is
giving him poisonous berries. And food rabbits don't eat.
Human hunters exist in this world, and so do laws barring the hunt of said hybrids - yet despite knowing how to read and write, these hybrids cannot make use of weapons of their own (as noted before). Even Native Americans bought guns when they became available by the colonists, and many were illiterate. This is just lazy worldbuilding.
Plus, timber wolves are no joke - they are fucking massive. Hunters shouldn't just go with crossbows alone. You need a high powered rifle. Not sure why the humans are underpowered in this, but hey, plot armour. Gotta have it.
Yes, Jennifer, wolves have a superior sense of smell. You also have to admire this is taking on the worst cliches of romance fics - they start fucking despite there being no chemistry or build-up between them - but it's OK because it's a bonafide furry fic and Soap is a pooner. There is no other draw to it.
Candles aren't going to be enough to boil water. Bunny Soap knows how to use matches, yet does not know how to use pots to boil water - d
espite using human tools. There is no way you are going to
boil tea with a fucking candle unless you want to spend hours staring at it and getting black soot in return.
I also wonder how hybrids deal with food storage. I doubt Bunny Soap knows about canning.
Ladies, you ever have a stranger enter your house and scruff down all your food and then kidnap you? Romance!
This was considered a 'spicy fic'. Wait until you start reading the porn.
You are going to see a LOT of size comparisons between Soap and Ghost. While it may be par the course for traditional smut fics, even monsterfucker fics, mind you this is a pooner fic. Every mention of the size difference is the author inadvertently clocking Soap. It is a trend that seems to be universal in these stories. Once you notice, you will never erase it from your mind.
R sentient animal human hybrids who can read but can't fish engage in hetero-upsetero sex and the rabbit dood gives birth to puppies. Author gets tons of thirsty comments and fanart.