A hare approaches Ayana, seeming nervous.
Ayana looks at the little animal curiously. She’s seen them before, of course-she sits around trees everyday avoiding the human students-but never so close to people. They’re usually scared.
“Hey, buddy. It’s a shame Alemayehu’s not here. She could’ve talked to you. But alas, it’s only me and I can only talk to savanna animals.”, she sighed. “Would you mind me petting you?”














