The little rabbit boy wiped down the table at the old inn, till the wood had a nice dark shine to it.
"Kade!"  His ears drooped a little as he heard the innkeep yelling for him again.
"Yes sir!"  He smiled in response, hurrying to the counter.
He was a small lad, even for one of the rabbitfolk his age.  White fur mottled with little splotches of black here and there over his arms and ears, a messy mop of dirty blonde hair often fell over his bright green eyes.  Not quite a teenager just yet, though even he wasn't quite sure how old he was.  He'd been orphaned at a pretty young age before the old man had taken him in. 
The innkeep was a human of no real consequence, aside from just how massive and tall the man was.  Probably a soldier or even a dragonslayer at some point in his life.  A bearded face made for scowling, big calloused knuckles made for hurting.  He'd seen the old man personally break up fights simply by holding both combatants up in the air as if they were children, before throwing them out on thier ass.  Thankfully, he was fairly gentle with the little rabbit, aside from the occasional cuff upside the head if he said or did something stupid.  Kade thought of him as kind of an uncle of sorts. 
He was discussing what needed to be done before the tavern opened the next morning, when suddenly the smell hit both of them at the same time.  Kades' little nose wrinkled.
"Eeeew! What is that?!"
The innkeeper stared straight ahead at the doorway in front, his brows narrowing together.
"...back to yer tables for now, lad... and keep quiet."
There was a slight, strange quavering sound in the old mans' voice he'd never heard before.  Maby it was the stench?  It smelled like a bloated, week old dead horse in the back of a slaughterhouse. He could almost feel his whiskers burning from it. 
Then, silently, the reeking smell of blood and rot filling the room, the soldier entered the cozy little inn.
They were so absurdly tall that they had to duck down slightly to fit beneath the door frame.  Even the top of the old mans' head would barley come up to about chest height with this person.  Thier armor was black and dull grey, piecemailed and hammered together in such a way that it looked like it was made from dozens of pieces of different armors, dented and chipped from hard use, covering them from head to toe.  The helmet was shaped into some sort of horrific snarling beast, long, greasy black hair spilled from the back of it.  Thier tail was the same inky black color as thier hair, long and perhaps slightly crooked here and there.  Ah, a wolf person?  ..though.. no.. the size was all wrong.. the armor, the smell..   He'd seen soldiers somewhat like this before, with thier inn being so close to the current frontlines of whatever war was going on, but that was all wrong.  This wasn't one of the usual soldiers that graced thier quiet little town, drinking booze and stirring up trouble.  The little rabbit froze in place as he stared, his eyes going wide.. the name.. what did the stableboys talk about on those long nights, telling ghost stories to keep each other awake?   Massive, mismatched armor, smelling like the bowels of hell itself... This was a Warhund. 
Living seige weapons.  Rarely seen, often whispered about in hushed tones, imaginary monsters often used to spook small children into staying indoors at night.  "Best get to bed, or the hunds will gobble you up and drink your blood!"    They were unleashed onto front lines and anywhere else needed in order to immediatley cripple enemy morale, tearing men apart with thier bare hands, howling so loudly it sounded as if the ground itself was sundering beneath them, breaking down castle doors and villager huts to feast on the corpses of men, women, children..  
Now it was here.  
All the color had drained from the old mans' face, but he still tried to put on courteous tones as if it was just business as usual.
"Ho there, friend!  Cold night out, isn't it?  What can I get for you?"   ..he sounded so small, looking up, and up at this thing.
The figure stopped in front of the counter, gnarled paws larger than the old mans' head twisted and pulled off the helmet with a metallic clacking sound, the smell getting worse, somehow.  It held the helmet at its' side, turning its head this way and that, shaking out that long, unwashed hair and taking in the room curiously, its eyes... no.. 'her' eyes now settling on the small rabbit for just a moment.  It was hard to make out her features, both with how dark her fur was, the hair plastered to her face from.. sweat?... and the poor lighting of the inn at the moment, but Kade had the impression of an impossibly large maw, parts of her face burnt and mangled, lips scarred upwards into a permanent sneer, a flash of dull white and red teeth, black gums, lips wet and flecked with stains. A wet, snuffling nose taking in his scent, and her eyes.. by everything holy.. her icy, lifeless, bloodshot eyes focusing in on him.  The little rabbit felt as if he was caught in a snare and couldn't move, almost feeling his little bladder threaten to let go.  But it was all over in an instant as the large hund turned back to the inkeep.
"Bed.  Meat.  Bath."
Her low, thundering voice was like the sound of boulders grinding and clattering together.  A very large pouch fell onto the counter with an unmistakable metallic thunk of coins.  The old mans breath almost whooshed out of him in relief, now that he had something else to focus on. 
"Sure thing, miss!  Got a room upstairs, first door to your right.  I'll have your food and some hot water brought up in just a - "
"..and him."
Kade was trying his very best to mind his own business,  trying to shake the scary thoughts from his head and keeping his head down as he scooted in chairs and tried to find more things to wipe and clean, but now his ears perked.  What...?   He looked up at his uncle curiously, to figure out what was being said.    The old man had gone an even paler shade of white, if that was even possible. 
The hund leaned forward, an elbow propping on the bar for a moment as the entire wooden structure creaked alarmingly.   Something low was rumbled.  The innkeeps gaze drifted over to the little rabbit who was doing such a very good job, being such a good boy tonight.  He'd grown quite attached to the little fluffball over the few short years he'd raised him.  He never talked back, unlike the good for nothing little bastards who worked out in the stables.  He was always smiling and was great with customers, did all his chores.  He'd probably grow up to be a pretty upstanding citizen.  ...if he survived tonight, anyway.   
With just a quick glance inside the pouch, the coins on the counter in front of him added up to more than he'd probably make in a year of running this place.  Hell, he could probably even shut the place down for a bit and go on vacation.  
The old man had recieved offers for the kid plenty of times before. Slavers, perverts and worse, each time he'd told them calmly to get the hell out of his tavern before he broke everything in thier body. He felt fiercely protective of the lad, yet.. this was a hund. A hund that was very politley speaking to him.. (more or less..)  ..and a lady hund at that?   He didn't even know they had different sexes.  He'd only seen one, waay back in his youth, ages ago.  He could still remember the screams of the lord and soldiers from across the town as the towering beast had cracked open the castle gate like an egg, an entire bloodline reduced to a pile of gristle and gnawed bones.
What did this -thing- even want with the boy?  Why the hell was it even here, instead of on the frontlines, or guarding a castle or.. anywhere but here?
"I'll send him up with your food.  ...just ...don't hurt him, please.  He's a good lad."   He added the last part quietly, his eyes looking everywhere but hers. 
There was a deep sound, as if acknoledging something, before she turned and headed towards the staircase without another word.  The old wood of the inn creaked and bowed with every step the creature made as it slowly made its way up the stairs.
Kade made his way to the counter, offering the innkeep a smile and a confused little look
"You okay, Uncle?  That was so scary!  I thought she was gonna gobble you up!"  he said jokingly, if a little nervously, his little tail flickering as he tried to cheer up the pale looking old man, who was placing a large sack of coins into the chest under the counter.  
"I need you to listen to me close, now, okay?"  the inkeep said quietly to him.  Kade nodded, his little ears perking as his uncle was using his 'business voice' now.  
"Go to the back, change into a fresh tunic.  Then you're gonna grab one of the large bowls, fill it with stew, and some bread.  Also throw in some of that good salt beef from the larder.  Take it upstairs to our guest."
He was a bit confused about the change of clothes, but the rest of it sounded like business as usual.. even bringing food to.. her.. as scary as that was, but he didn't wanna risk a thwack upside the head, so he'd just be super quick, leave it on the table or somethi-
"...and you're gonna stay the night in there.  With her."
Kades eyes went wide as he heard the old mans' words.
"S...stay the night?"  Several emotions crashed down over the little rabbit at the same time.  Most of all just straight up fear.
"You heard me, lad.  I don't like repeatin' myself."
"Yes.. yessir, but what.. wh.. what will I be doing?"  He was thoroughly confused at whatever the monster had in mind.  On a couple occasions, he'd been sent to a table to tell some silly jokes or idly chitchat with important guests while the old man was busy with other patrons.  He didn't imagine their current guest would care about any of that.
"...listen well lad, you just do as you're told.  No backtalk now.  Whatever the.. lady.. wants, just keep her happy.  Do a good job and tomarrow we'll visit the city together.  We'll even swing by that blasted sweets shop you love so much."
His little ears perked at this.  He loved the city so much!  The shops, the people, the giant castle, all of it.  It was a rare occasion that he actually got to tag along on one of these trips.
He nodded, glancing doubtfully upstairs before doing as he was told.  Fresh tunic for himself, which he belted around his little waist.  Giant, steaming bowl of stew, fresh hunks of bread and dried meat on top of it.  Mug of ale.  He looked up at the pipes and saw that the innkeep had already turned on the water for that floor. (Something he'd never wrap his head around, it had something to do with water pressure?)
The old man was talking quietly to a stranger who'd wandered in, only giving Kade a quick glance as the bunny made his way upstairs, food and drink in his paws.  The smell had gotten quite a bit better, thankfully, so he was able to focus on the candy and other sweets he was going to get tomarrow.  The little rabbit had quite a voracious appetite for surgary food, so much so that it'd almost completley drowned out the lingering dread and fear he'd been feeling before.  Candy candy candy!
Shifting things to one paw and the crook of his arm, he knocked politley on the door.
"Dinner service, ma'am."  he called out in a clear, sweet voice.
He heard some rather heavy things being dragged around or moved inside, and after a few moments, the door cracked open.  A soft, deep rumbling sound from somewhere in the room behind the door
"In."
He hesitated for only a moment before gently nudging the door open and stepping inside.  The room was dark, except for a couple candles on the endtables near the door.  Not that he needed them, he'd cleaned these rooms so often that he knew the layout of each one in his head.  He sat the bowl and mug down on the small table to his left.
"I.. brought you your food and drink, ma'am.  Was there.. uh.. anything else you needed?"
A long, long moment of silence... it was the quiet that finally unnerved him.  That, and the inky blackness around him.  This was one of the largest rooms in the inn, but more than half of it was shrouded in darkness, and he knew something was hiding in it.  He could feel her eyes watching him from somewhere.  She finally spoke.
"Close the door."
He almost jumped out of his skin, as the soft, grinding voice came from somewhere above him.  The visions of candy and the sweet shop in the city seemed so far away.  The fear came washing back into him now, like he'd been dunked into icy water, a horrible feeling that froze his legs and turned his little fingers numb, and he suddenly had to pee.
Don't go out at night, little one, or the hunds will eat you.  
He gently shut the door with a soft clack.. and then he was alone.  With her.  It only half registered in his mind that the smell was more or less gone now.  Had she already taken a bath?  There was still a smell, but he couldn't put a finger on it.
"Scared?"  The same voice said from the abyss around him, from further away.  The tone sounded more like a genuine question than some horrible monster teasing him.  
He didn't want to be rude, but the little rabbit was quite literally beginning to shake a little, this was all almost too much.  He squoze his eyes shut, nodding very slightly.
"Not hurt you.  Never ever, no.  Old man... maby eat.  Smelled bad though."
The absurdness of this caught him completley off guard, one of his little ears perking slightly.  He also noticed that she had some kind of an accent.. and didn't sound quite fluent in thier language.
"...he.. smelled bad?"  the bunny squeaked out quietly, his little face scrunching up in a confused look.
There was a low, grinding, clattering noise that might've been laughter if it didn't sound so absolutley terrifying.
"Mm.  Not you.  Smell.. sweet."
In the darkness, her large, wet nostrils flared, taking deep breaths of this little ones scent.  It calmed her.  The incessant, painful screaming and droning in her ears and mind had faded away to almost nothing.  Her mind was a still a chaotic mess of bloodshed and unspeakable violence, but she could -focus- now.  She remembered words, names, cities.  She could focus on the faces of the things scurrying out of her way as she'd made her way through the countryside and town, tracking down this scent from so, so far away.  This wonderful, lovley scent.
She wanted to bathe in it, roll around in it, cover herself in it till her mind was at ease.  A thought drifted through her mind, wearing that soft looking fur around her shoulders, feeling the snap and crunch of his delicate little bones in her maw.  He would probably taste delicious... but she pushed those thoughts aside, thinking clearly now, knowing the scent would probably end after all that.  The noise would start again.
No, that wouldn't do.  There were other ways.
"Come.  Sit please."  He heard the distressing sound of the matress creaking, the thick wooden frame groaning under some unimaginable weight.  
Step by nervous, faltering step, he made his way to it in the darkness.  He could've swore he heard sniffing, snuffling noises as he did.  The air in the room was incredibly warm, despite how chilly it was outside, and the fire hadn't even been started in the corner.  The smell got thicker now.. dirt?  Metal?  Some sort of odd coppery tang, yet still far more pleasant than before.
He sat down lightly on the edge of the bed, his small body hardly disturbing it as he did.
"Give me your hand."  The voice was softer now, yet still sounding like rocks grinding together.  It was somewhere above him, but very, very close, startling him a bit.  He could hear her breathing now, deep, powerful breaths, and feel the warm air hitting his bare shoulders, which were quivering now.  His little ears twitched and went flat.  He wanted to run, far far away, as quickly as he could, but he couldn't move his legs, or his body, no matter how hard he willed it.  He felt pinned beneath some invisible weight, only able to obey the voice from the darkness. 
His paw raised in the general direction of the voice, shaking as if he was about to plunge it directly into a bear trap, or something worse.  He could still work with one paw.. he thought in the back of his mind.  He could still write and serve drinks and whatever else he needed to do..  though nothing awful of the sort happened.
Instead, his horribly shaking, soft little paw was very delicatley taken into her larger one.  It was incredibly warm, and was easily several orders of magnitute larger.  He felt the matress sinking behind him as she shifted a bit, his paw was gently lifted and placed against.. her face?  He felt incredibly dense, thick fur, and odd, soft spots where the fur wasn't.  He felt the air shifting around him, behind and over his shoulder, and he could feel the heat as her muzzle was now next to his.  He didn't want to look, not that he even could at the moment, his head and the rest of his little body was still stiff and frozen in place.  ...though.. he.. was still alive.. and not eaten..  Who was she?  What did she want?  Where'd she come from?  Questions upon questions swirled around his curious little mind. Meanwhile, his fingers traced along her face, his fingers following the odd gouges and scars, thick, wet flesh now.. lips? .. and.. t..teeth..
Her maw gently clacked together, right next to his face, the sound making him jerk a little and pull back his fingers.  But then came that laugh again, stone upon stone, soft and quiet, yet the vibrations from it still gently rattled his little head.
"See?  Not hurt you.  Sweet... your name?"
"I'm.. K..Kade.."  his little voice came out in almost a whisper.
"Kad..e..Kaahd. ..Kade.."   She seemed to be rolling his name around in her maw.  He could feel a sudden rush of air behind him, a dull 'thump.. thump' against the wooden headboard.  ..was that her tail?  "Is a good name.  I have none." 
"You don't have a name?"  his solid ice of his fear was slowly being chipped away by his curiosity now.
"Not remember.  Hope to find."  her muzzle moved closer, tilting a bit as her large nose now sniffed at one of his ears, and his hair.  
His ear twitched, the little rabbit stifling a small, uncontrolled giggle as her thick whiskers poked against his sensative, ticklish ears.  Maby.. she wasn't 'that' scary.. No name?  Was she lost?  How can you forget your own name?  More and more questions now, though he knew better than to be rude like that.   His eyes had adjusted a bit to the darkness, so he could almost make out her outline now.. just barley.  Her fur was darker than dark, and she seemed to take up almost the entire bed behind him.  
"Lay now.  Bed comfortable. Getting food."   
He nodded a little, doing as he was told.. or, at least trying to, as the entire bed shifted beneath him, making him lose his balance and fall onto his back as she got up.  Suddenly the room became even darker for a moment as a heavy, soft weight dragged and brushed over his body.  Oh.. her tail..   He blinked and rubbed his eyes a little as the faint light from the candles was blotted out by her body.  He saw her outlined for just a moment here and there,  a giant frame, slightly hunched over.  Muscles and fur, easily twice his height if not more, with hints of womanly curves beneath it all... and it was now that the little rabbit noticed that she was stark naked.  He hastily averted his eyes, feeling a blush bloom on his cheeks.
He'd seen plenty of naked women before, thanks to working in such a rowdy, 'almost anything goes' sort of tavern, and he was getting to that age where he was starting to get very, very curious about them. Though it always left him feeling.. strange, and a little uncomfortable, making him toss and turn when he tried to sleep at night.  Also the old man would almost always be nearby to give him a swat upside the head if he was caught staring at the guests.  He glanced back where she was standing.. and saw her pale eyes glinting in the darkness from the candlelight, staring down at him.  She appeared to be grinning.
"Oh!  I'm sorry, ma'am!  I didn't know you were.. uh. n..naked.. I didn't see anything, really.."  he kinda mumbled, completley flustered, and trailed off akwardly.  Those eyes again. 
"Mmm.  You.. like see?"   It may have been his imagination, but he heard a subtle shift in her tone.  It sounded somehow even scarier than before.
Heavy, padded footsteps, floorboards bowing and creaking.  She now stood at the foot of the bed, gazing at the little rabbit laying out before her.  Her large tail brushed the floor, slowly and steadily as the scent in the room changed, very subtley, but enough for her to catch it.  She licked the remnants of the stew and ale from her lips, wiping it with the back of her arm as she stared curiously at him.  She'd almost started to drool a bit earlier, as she'd sniffed his hair and fluffy little ears.  The food and booze had filled her enough to where she was no longer starving.  ..though she was always hungry.  She'd ate it all without much thought, or even enjoying it much.  She needed meat, gristle, fat, blood, marrow.  Her massive claws dug lightly into her palms as she tried to push it again out of her mind.  Crunching, gnawing, rending something apart.  Later.  Tomarrow.  There were plenty of things on the road for her to catch.  Not this one, though.  No, no.  
He seemed to be a little more relaxed, which was good.  She'd tried her best to not scare him or make him flee.  Comfort him, bring him close.  Ah.. another idea floated through her mind.  Did he want to mate?  His scent most definatley said yes, but he smelled young, so very very young.  To her, mating was just another thing she thought little about, the same as eating, or bathing.  He seemed attracted to her, as strange as she thought that was.  Most of the other small things just fleed from her, or put out such a stench of fear it made her wrinkle her nose in disgust.  The little rabbit had been afraid, but his scent hadn't changed a bit.  Brave, brave sweet little thing.  
"Can I smell you more?"  she asked casually as she sat back onto the bed, her tail now thumping against the matress.  
He looked up at her with such a confused little face, but nodded.  He scooted up on the matress more, till his head rested on the pillow at the head of the bed.  He was very, very still, his breathing seemed to have calmed quite a bit since he entered the room, which delighted her quite a bit.  She placed a paw gently beside his head,  leaning down and now nosing against the fabric of his tunic.   It was in the way.  Using a claw, she sliced through the leather belt which held it in place in a single, swift motion, moving the bothersome clothing out of the way.  She heard his breath catch in his throat, and paused for a moment, studying his face.  Was he blushing?  Ahh..  Her eyes focused on his body, so small and covered in silky, short fur,  fur that she now pressed her nose against, taking in a very large breath.  It was sweet and airy, reminding her of grassy fields and flowers, mud beneath her toes in a small stream somewhere. Every muscle in her body relaxed, her eyes drifted closed for a moment.  More.. more...  her nose ruffled wetly up along his chest fluff, long, deep huffs of him, her claws digging into the matress, rending it deep.  Her nose pressed against his neck, his little head tilted to the side to accomodate her massive head, her long, muscular tongue now snaking out, slathering the bottom of his tiny jaw and shoulder,  the bunny making a soft little noise, a paw rested on her arm.  Her tongue dragged through his fur, under his armpit, along the his arm, leaving a wet, shiny trail as her drool ran down along it.  She heard him giggling now,  a sweet, soft little sound that was music to her ears.  She very, very delicatley traced a claw along his cheek and neck,  the little rabbit winced and gasped a little as a thin red line blossomed beneath his fur along the trail.
He was soon covered in these, his little arms and chest stung a little, like that time he'd accidently fell into a briar bush, but he didn't mind.  She didn't seem to be paying much attention to what she was doing anyway, the massive wolf creature seemed to be in some sort of odd trancelike state.  He still wasn't sure exactly what was going on, but.. he didn't exactly hate this.. but why was she giving him a tongue bath?   Why was she smelling him so much?   He was pretty sure he'd taken a bath recently... ah well.  By now, Kade had resigned himself to just trying to relax and bear with it, seeing how he didn't seem to be in any immediate danger.  Aside from being tickled to death, anyway.  Her stiff whiskers had poked under his arms and chest, giving him a giggle fit that she seemed to enjoy.  All her drooling was kinda gross, but he was getting used to it, especially now that she'd been at this for.. he wasn't even sure how long now.  Even being naked didn't seem as embarrasing now, though he knew he was still gonna get yelled at for that nice belt getting mangled.  How did she even do that?   He continued to think and ponder till his thoughts turned back to her.. and her nakedness.. her fur was so dark that he hadn't really seen much of anything, but still.. he felt that slight uncomfortable feeling again, his little thighs rubbing together a bit as the little fluffy pocket between his legs got all itchy feeling again.  He hoped it would pass soon, or at least that she wouldn't notice-  ..and almost exactly at that thought, her incessant sniffing and licking paused.  Oh.. shit..
He heard a low rumble that felt like it was rattling the teeth in his head, and saw a brief flash of pale white in the darkness as her nose rested against his bellybutton.  Her thick, long black mane had been in the way for most of the time she'd been licking and nuzzling on him, but now she pushed it out of the way a bit with a claw, her eyes looking up at the little rabbit in the darkness.   He wanted to look away, but her massive paw rested against his face, claws ruffling gently through his hair, forcing him to look at her this time.  Her pale white eyes reflected in the dark, shifting to an icy blue as irises narrowed.  A thumb rubbed his cheek, her other paw rested on his chest, so large it almost covered his entire body.  Her maw almost looked like it split in half as she grinned, giving him a view of dozens and dozens of pale, misshapen daggers.
"Eat you up now, little one.."   An hour or two previously, he may have been horrified at this, but now it just made the tingling feeling worse.  His cheeks burned as he blushed quite horribly, as he had a somewhat vague understanding of what she meant.  He nodded shyly as his little toes curled, the bunny squirming a bit on the bed beneath her, though in a very different kind of uncomfortableness, the kind he usually tried to ignore and sleep off.
He felt her hot breath blasting against his tummy and chest, and then, his soft, fluffy little sheath felt as if it were melting.  His little legs spread apart as she buried her muzzle between them, her massive maw easily engulfing everything down below.  He felt her tongue, and lips, and heat, and her drool dripping hotly down between his cheeks below.  Then something even odder..  it often slipped out of his sheath as he was cleaning it, but now it felt hard, and almost painful.  He could almost make out his stiff, pink little shaft for a moment in the dark before it dissapeared into her maw once again.  She suckled on him firmly, and he could feel her massive, muscular tongue tugging at his stiffness.  He felt a strange tenseness down below, like something was building more and more,  his little paws reached down, gently grabbing her ears.  (..making a small subconscious note on how soft they were)  She rumbled softly between his legs in approval, right before it happened.  His little hips bucked forwards, up into her lips, the bunny feeling 'something' release down below, almost like he was peeing, but not quite, and it didn't last nearly as long, a soft, squeaky little gasp came from his throat as he squoze her ears in pleasure.
The thump-thumping of her tail intensified, her paws sliding down beneath the rabbits rump as she held his hips against her face.  She felt his body jerking, and his little shaft flexing against her tongue before a few shy little squirts landed inside of her cavernous maw.  If his scent was heaven, then -this- was the potion that would conquer the gods.  She sucked and pulled eagerly on his little pink stiffness, wanting more and more, until the little rabbit squeaked and stuttered softly for her to stop.  She did, eventually.  His little paws were pushing against her face and muzzle, his voice squeaked and cracked as he spoke louder, a little panic in his voice now
"P..please.. it hurts.. ma'am.. c.ccan you pl..please stop.. stop it please...!"
She slurped off of him, in a slightly bad mood now.  She wanted more.  Her tongue swirled around in her mouth, tasting the last bit of his essense.  
"More."  She said in a tone that didn't sound like she was asking, her eyes staring up hungrily at him.
"I don't.. think I can right now.. in the morning though!  I think I might be able to?"  he said shyly, his little chest still heaving as he tried to catch his breath.
In the morning.  Tomarrow.  She knew where she needed to head next.  She looked over at her armor heaped in the corner, her head tilting thoughtfully, then back at the rabbit.
"Important things tomarrow.  Yes.  Sleep now, long day ahead."
Thouroughly confused and exhausted, Kade soon rested against her large body as it curled around him from behind, his little head snuggled between her breasts,  her arms curled around him, chin resting between his ears.  As he drifted off to sleep, he wondered to himself
...whats so special about tomarrow?