Memory:Bugs

A small man with eyes of malice, long elf-like ears extend from his head. In his hand is small knife, a rabbit knife... Then all becomes clear, it seems that what you just met isn't the butcher, it is the lord of the battle bunnies! Be careful, he bites! Just a moment ago, you've seen a strong man of indeterminate age with wise and cunning eyes, but now it seems to be a human-sized grey rabbit with long teeth and powerful fore legs. You realize that both images are there at once, and that you're facing both an experienced fighter and the spirit of a race of pacifist creatures that have become just a tiny little bit angry at being trod upon, run over and dismembered by larger creatures all the time. You brace yourself and know that it may go pretty rough with you before you can say "That's all folks!".