Sunlight filtered into their dimly lit hut, littered with various statuettes and artefacts on every possible surface. Dev sat, swinging their legs as they watched Onie-Anne and the Bunneary they had found run around playing tag. For the night she’d been there, the Bunneary had just hidden away, scrambling behind or under anything she could reach whenever one of them drew near. It had taken hours for her to feel conf...
