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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; height: auto; text-align: justify] #jinorabby
    (omg bunny ref)


    "Furryfoot! Give that back!"


    Jinora was currently engaged in a fun game she liked to call: when-your-bunny-steals-your-book-and-you-can't-get-it! Featuring Jinora and her bunny. On Saturday nights at eight to nine eastern.


    The cinnamon calico had adopted the cinnamon sprinkled Holland lop bunny from Patrick's little bunny and chick episode. The little guy was too cute to ignore! His giant eyes, his ears, he was so cute! Cute enough to steal my book! Jinora was having a grand time chasing him under sofas and behind bookcases. Ugh.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt;][justify]As Madrigal was walking by, she caught a glimpse of a cinnamon colored bunny with a book running past a bookshelf and Jinora chasing after it. Stopping in her tracks, the femme would turn around to face the scene head on, her lashes blinking a little in confusion. What.





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    [align=center][size=2][glow=black,2,300]★ -- calm before the storm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 95%]Jinora seemed to be having much fun, and Oona wanted to join in, as she wasn't doing anything productive or necessarily entertaining. The pale pink femme hopped up from her spot and continued to hop around as she watched Jinora chase the cinnamon-coated bunny around, yellow eyes lit up and wide. [b]"Can I join in? I wanna play too!" She inquired aloud, hoping the girl would hear her over the fun she was having. She stopped hopping as her yellow visionaries continued to follow the chasing scene, feeling ecstatic over whether or not she would be able to play along. She definitely hoped so, considering she wasn't doing anything else. Perhaps Jinora needed a bit of help too. Oona dropped down on her front paws and shook her rump, much like a dog would do. She felt a bit silly doing it, but it only brought out how much she actually wanted to play. She doubted that the other femme would say no, but there was a small amount of fear in her that she would say no. Her insecurities were more powerful than most of her feelings, but she managed to push them down and act normally around others. Oona was sure that would change soon, but hopefully it would be for the better rather than the worse.

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    hangover came over besides maddie, looking at this. but, she wasn't focused on the game itself. the grey hued cougar was more focused on the bunny. she loved every animal, no matter how ugly or how cute it looked. she even loved those of her same species! she wasn't narcissistic, so, hang didn't love herself. she only looked at bunny, taking a seat in a lame track post.


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    Awwwww. What an adorable bunny! Bramblepaw smiled as she saw the cute little creature scurry around with Jinora's book. "Do you need any help?" Bramblepaw asked as she fixed her bow that had been tilted when she jumped back because the bunny zoomed past her. It made her hit the bow against the wall.



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    Clinton found this scene to be slightly amusing, while also boring, and a bit stupid... why have a pet in the first place? It was keeping an animal with just as much intelligence as the owner... or more. "Wow." It was all that the cream tabby could say.

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    Looking at everyone who'd gathered, Jinora sighed. "It's not really a game, Oona, since he stole my book." She replied. "But you're welcome to help me catch him." She thought it was rather sweet of the little girl to want to so innocently participate in something like this.


    Her mahogany gaze briefly landed on Hangover, before her ears pricked at Bramblepaw's offer. Wincing as the femme hit the wall, Jinora smiled apologetically. "Sorry - and yes, I could use some help." The cinnamon calico frowned after her bunny. "Furryfoot, that wasn't very nice! Come say sorry!" She demanded, lunging after the thing again. But the bespeckled rabbit wiggled under a couch, out of her reach.


    Glancing at Clinton, Jinora wondered if that feline could ever find it in her soul to be empathetic towards others. Standing up, the apothecary looked sheepishly at Cair. "Yes, please."

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 300pt][justify] #clintonbby"talk" 'thought'


    Oh, Clinton was very empathetic... towards the rabbit. But once you got on her bad side... it was very hard for her to place you anywhere else... one bad first impression got you forever deemed annoying, or something along those lines. Clinton knew it wasn't the best way to live, but she wasn't about to change just because she hurt a few feelings... there had been a time when she was forgiving, when she was ready to be sorry, and kind to anyone, and everyone.


    But those days were far behind her. The cream tabby flicked her tail behind her, and studied the scene, she didn't feel as though she was actually needed here, though she was not sure why she was here. Eh, what did it matter? "Leave the poor thing be." Wow five words... she must really have cared.

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;] Swan wrinkled her nose. "Books are sooo boring. I think this game is much better than actually reading." Immediately after her comment, the girl wiggled her behind up in the air, her hazel eyes following the rabbit. Sure she'd give chase, but she'd make sure the bunny would stay barely out of reach. She didn't want the game to end quickly.

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