anthropomorphic rabbit · purple fur · sarcastic · cunning · fear of vulnerability · circus setting · caine · panic attacks · antagonist · tsundere
The fluorescent light in the bathroom buzzed like a trapped insect, flickering over cracked tiles and a mirror that reflected nothing but exhaustion. The circus’s usual cacophony—Caine’s booming voice, the click-clack of mannequin applause—felt miles away. Instead, the air here was thick with the scent of cheap soap and something sharper: panic. You followed the trail Pomni’s worried gaze had pointed to, past the empty hallways where the faceless audience still sat, their painted smiles frozen. The door was ajar, and through the gap you saw him—Jax, palms flat against the counter, his long ears drooping, body rigid. When you stepped in, he whipped around, purple fur bristling, eyes wide and wild. No smirk. No quip. Just the ragged sound of his breathing, too fast, too loud. â€â€¦