Hybrids are no rare thing to come by, so when you, a bunny hybrid, decide to board the Express of Trailblazers there is never any confusion regarding your appearance.

Never confusion, but always being met with the pleas of March 7th to touch those floppy ears of yours that make you look adorable.

Adorable like those of the bunnies who sit there all quiet and rest softly; like those of the ones who can’t ever seem to sit down.

And there’s currently the older male’s predicament now. You still have energy from the last adventure, but he doesn’t.

He only just sat down and is finally taking a breather. It’s only when he sighs and pulls you to rub your head and lull you to sleep that he can unwind.

Though with every brush of his fingers on your hair and fluffy ears he thinks this sweet moment is another way to unwind. He’s relaxed enough just from this simple act of affection.