It was sometimes in the evening when player 3 of the rabbit football team spotted a wolf entering the locker room alone. Intrigued, he decided to get a closer look and sneaked behind him. There, he saw him putting on the dreaded #5 jersey of the wolf team; their best runner... the simple sight of this jersey and shorts was... aggravating. Running was their own forte; and this dude outstripped even the best of them... if they lost this game, it would be because of him. And then, what would happen to the bunnies, would be their own idiot teammate's fault...

These thoughts planted an idea in his head. He took his phone and called his teammate.
"Hey Fred, you goof... I found a way to redeem yourself. Come to the locker room right now; if possible bring Jayk with you. And not a word to anyone okay?..."

***

The wolf smiled at his reflection in the mirror. He didn't appear too eager to go out and play football just now, but he sure looked awesome in those shorts and jersey...
"oh damn," he chuckled, flexing his muscles; then snapped a selfie. "Can't believe they didn't pick me for the team. Your loss I guess, bitches? I almost hope these loser rabbits win, that would be fun..."