*not ordinary
@feysooyeon
sometimes, hea likes being in her bunny form more than in her human one. there is a very good reason for it, too. most people coo at hea when she is in her bunny form, they offer her food ( free food, nonetheless, ) and it’s overall a good time unless the person touches her too much or tries to keep her locked in a cage. the later had actually happened a few times and, without a doubt, it had added to hea’s fearfulness of others. some were simply too undisciplined, selfish ( they weren’t actually thinking about hea, about the bunny, they had just liked that she was cute ) and she was aware of it.
although, this doesn’t stop her bunny self from checking out people’s gardens. she had even a favorite now. a young girl, probably no older than twenty, had quickly climbed the charts on hea’s personal list of gardens that she appreciates and adore. it was, really, just a plus that the witch happened to be one of the most gentlest persons when it came to handling bunny hea, usually just scooping her up in her arms for a bit, until she’d put her down and feed her berries, those of the good kind, and leaves. hea was more than happy to go to the witch’s gardens anytime.
but now, right this moment, she was panicked and worried while barely hopping towards it, her back leg feeling as if it was slowly going numb. she was sure that she was bleeding, that the cut may be deep, but she was close in the neighbourhood when it happened, so she had seen no choice but to just trust her gut instinct that told her that the young girl would help. her mind was racing, too, thinking about all the variants - what if she isn’t home? should i wait for her? what if she doesn’t wanna help? but still, she kept going. it will be fine. it will...right?
















