Season: Summer
Weather: Summer has arrived! The scents of rogues and dogs are drifting across the border, so keep a look out.
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Weather: Summer has arrived! The scents of rogues and dogs are drifting across the border, so keep a look out.
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inky. wrote:Warren of Sweet Thorns
Number of Rabbits: 1 (Bucks: 0 | Doe: 1)
Briar squeezed her way through the barrier of rose bushes that surrounded the clearing she had discovered only a few sunrises ago. The thorns of the bushes clawed at her soft white fur, but thankfully, she made it into the clearing with most of it still attached to her pelt. 'I'm sure that'll be easier as time goes on. Maybe I could dig a hole so it would be easier to get in and out." she thought to herself. The doe liked the idea and she hoped she remembered it. The sun shone through the leaves of the maple trees and showered Briar in its warmth. She hopped around the clearing, eventually dipping down into the entrance that was the start of the complex tunnels that made up a rabbit warren, and also her temporary sleeping spot. The hollow was about three or four rabbit lengths long and wide enough for a rabbit to comfortably run along the tunnel without getting their shoulders caught. Briar eventually reached the end and she started to scoop dirt paw by paw, slowly but surely carving out the tunnel. After a few hours or so, she stopped. She had made some progress, but not as much as she hoped. The doe sighed, climbing out of the hole. When she reached the top, she realized how dirty her pure white pelt was. Shaking herself, she groomed through the fluffy layers of fur. Soon enough, she had finished and she sat back on her paws. She sighed disdainfully as she glanced back at the hole. 'This would be so much easier with another set of paws...'
[Briar wishes for a second in command]
[The stars have granted you a second in command!]
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Number of Rabbits: 1 (Bucks: Here | Doe: 1)
Serving size: 2
Next Request: now
Fuji woke up the next morning after finding the perfect place for a warren, it was a small hill in a field of flowers. She always loved flowers and wanted to start a life here. Fuji wanted to start a life here with many other bunnies, but there wasn't any there. She was lonely so she traveled to a lone pink tree. The tree was said to be the place where bunnies get messages from their ancestors or simply to pray.
Once she got there she crouched down and touched her nose against the trunk of the tree instantly getting put to sleep. IN he4r sleep she could see the star bunnies, as she called it, surrounding her. "I ask for an ally, a Second in Command" she requested confidently yet respectfully
Fuji asks for a Second in Command
[The stars have granted you a second in command!]
Chiirios wrote:
Number of Rabbits: 1 (Bucks: 1 | Does: 0 )
Serving size: 2
Next Request: This Post
Fog blinked open his eyes, unnerved by the scent of the warren that surrounded him. He had recently discovered the large opening running from a pack of monsters that had separated him from his previous warren. Unsure of what to do, he had slept the night in the musty unground, unaware of his surroundings. However, now, at dawn, he realized that he would probably never find his own warren again. he had ran far and long, and was unable to remember where he had come from.
"I am alone. Forever." Fog mumbled, looking up at the dirt ceiling above him. It was a cozy place, being about two rabbits long and four rabbits wide. It could be dug out much more, yes. perhaps, if Fog were to start his own warren, it could be made into a central hut for gatherings.
Fog got to his feet, stretching. he shook out his grey pelt in hopes of getting rid of the dirt flakes before hopping up one of the many tunnels that lead into the hole. It was strange, as they were all at the bases of trees.
The light blinded Fog for a moment, but he said nothing of it. He shook his head, his long ears lifting off the floor for a moment before settling once again.
"Perhaps creating a new warren would not be such a bad idea." Fog mused, looking around. He was unsure if there were any rabbits around, as the scent of honey and the nearby stream blocked his senses, but nevertheless he held onto hope.
[ Fog wishes for a Second In Command! ]
[The stars have granted you a second in command!]