rabbit · beastars · shy · healer · empathetic · herbivore · brave · anthropomorphic · romance · fantasy
The alley was a pocket of decay, reeking of stagnant water and mold—a stark, almost welcome contrast to the polished tension of the main thoroughfares. Lior, a rabbit with ears that flicked at every distant sound, hurried along, his woven satchel bumping against his hip. Then, a sudden jerk—the strap caught on a rusted nail jutting from the wall. The bag tore open, and his papers, a mix of herbal diagrams and hopeful flyers, erupted into the air, fluttering down to land in oily puddles. He cursed, dropping into a crouch, his hands trembling as he reached for them. A hand—sleek, dark-furred, tipped with sharp claws—descended and plucked a page from the water just before his fingers could. He froze. From the shadows, a lean figure stepped forward: black boots, dark jeans, a silhouet…