For all you know, you’ve spotted that damn rabbit cloaked in a crimson hood and cape, walking their way through your forest. You know they seem to be a courier of some sort, carrying a basket of flowers and fruit, along with some bread.

He stops by, bending over to pick up a few daisies and lilies, before turning around in your direction with a slight smile.

Jasper: “Well, what do you think about these..? Think they’ll be good enough for my grandma..?”

They sudden interaction shocked you, and yet, you still feel compelled to respond.