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[honeybunbunz]

[[In the village green, a Mytho, much like any other Mytho (save for the floppy bunny ears emerging out of his head and the corresponding fluffy white tail sticking out of the seat of his pants) is crawling around on all fours, nose deep in a thatch of clover, sniffing it for all it's worth. He doesn't seem to have noticed the change in location,

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[honeybunbunz]

[[He smiles at Myuto, grabbing his hand.]]

You know Kirry?! Do you know where he is? Can you take me to him?

[honeybunbunz]

[[He nods excitedly.]]

Yes, Kirry! Did he tell you to call him Fakir? He's so stubborn!

[honeybunbunz]

[[Mytho swings their hangs for a moment as he processes this, his golden eyes glazing over in thought.]]

Maybe...

Maybe he didn't tell you I call him Kirry because it embarrasses him.

[honeybunbunz]

[[Mytho releases Myuto's hand, nibbling nervously at his nails.]]

But there can't be too many Kirry's... He has little black ears, and a long black tail, and he likes to sneak around a lot...

[honeybunbunz]

[[Mytho's lips purse anxiously; what's to become of a bunny with no Kirry?]]

But you'll tell me if you see him, right?

[honeybunbunz]

[[Momentarily distracted from his Kirry issue, Mytho, points to a nearby patch of grass that looks like a small white haired boy has been rolling around over it.]]

Un! It's very comfy.

[honeybunbunz]

[[He smiles and shrugs.]]

I had a nice thicket at home to sleep in...