I ain't tryin' to fight it

Food. As soon as he offered to bring her something to eat he vanished, leaving her alone in the silence of her new home. Taking this time to observe, her head turned this way and that way, taking in the sights around her, picking out nothing special. A sigh left her lips, shoulders drooping with exhaustion. She missed her family. But now, she had a new family, didn't she? She wasn't entire certain yet, but she could hope. Her stomach growled again, protesting at its emptiness.

It wasn't long before he returned, carrying the best looking rabbit ever. Pools of blue and green light up, her tail wagging gently. "Thank you." A genuine smile graced her features. Rising to her paws, she began to feast. It was the best thing she had ever tasted. Audits twitched, the only sign she gave to tell him that she was listening as she ate. He was going to teach her some stuff. She couldn't have been happier.

With her belly full she sat back, grooming away the traces of her dinner. "Thank you for everything." A yawn quickly parted her jaws. The day had been tiring, exhausting. She had faced cruel pups her own age, and found a new home. So much was changing around her that it was making her tired, even more tired than she already was. She hoped that soon she would be able to sleep, but she wasn't sure if there was something more he wanted to teach her or show her.



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