She could talk quietly all she wanted, but Daniel could hear the valves opening and closing in her heart, so it wasn’t too hard to pick up on whispered requests. He frowned. Then he turned to stare at her back. So that’s what her scent was… magic. Herbs, powders, incense, candle wax. At first he’d interpreted the bouquet of fragrances as a penchant for essential oils, but no, he’d bet his last dime she was a witch, now that’d he heard her request various pieces of an amphibian.
He walked up to the counter and set the bunny on the smooth surface. Socrates behaved.
“Abracadabra,” he mumbled. “Or maybe double, double toil and trouble is more apropos?”
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Re: Fluffy Bunny Thoughts
on 2014-03-12 05:36 am (UTC)He walked up to the counter and set the bunny on the smooth surface. Socrates behaved.
“Abracadabra,” he mumbled. “Or maybe double, double toil and trouble is more apropos?”