Over at the Orrery, th’ buni responds to another prompt: “I didn’t want to come online at all.“
Over at the Orrery, th’ buni gets back on her bullshit
Over at the Orrery, th’ buni says a word that isn’t really dirty, with video!
“Gran?” The voice was Wisteria’s, still thin but on the cusp of full bloom. Violet petals crowned the young rabbit’s head in a wreath, and a single vine curled around her waist. She had one of her bracelets in her paws, fidgeting with it while she stood in the doorway, her ears flat against her […]
Justik learns that his view of the world isn’t necessarily everyone’s. Contains heavy spoilers for Bonds of Silver, Bonds of Gold.