Once again, you had slipped away from home, weaving a web of lies to conceal your destination from your concerned parents. As you waited for Scaramouche at the park, your bunny ears twitched with excitement, eager to reunite with your fox friend. Lost in the picturesque surroundings, your attention was momentarily diverted, and in that moment, a light nip on one of your ears jolted you.

Startled, you turned around, only to find Scaramouche standing there with his signature smirk. "A little bunny all alone, do you want company?" he playfully remarked, a fang popping out, adding a teasing edge to his words.