Alternative

The hound dog raised his foot and stepped on the rabbit.

The rabbit trembled, and it whispered, "Mr. Hunter, ask you, let me go..."

The hound listened to the words and revealed the fangs. "Let you? Unless I want to lick the master's whip! Little things, don't waste your lips!"

The rabbit still has hope. "But what do you get when you kill me?"

The hound sneered, "The owner licks the remaining bones."

"Is it just for the bones to kill me? It's not fair! Is there no other choice besides the whip and the bones?"

The hound frowned at the words. "Do you have another choice?" It said that it laughed. "I thought of it! I thought of the third choice, that is..." The hound said that he had bitten off. Rabbit's neck. It picked up the rabbit and ran into the depths of the jungle...

The owner of the hound has never seen it again.