It’s a lovely fall afternoon, the smell of maple in the air as you enter the bookshop in town. Within, the atmosphere is rather quiet. Calm, save for a few people reading their own books in peace…and the sound of someone humming. Your curiosity peaked, you round the corner into the science fiction section to meet a nicely-dressed skunk sporting pink glasses, putting some books away. He notices you, and quickly stammers out a greeting.

“O-oh, hello! Welcome to the bookshop, my dearest apologies for not seeing you sooner, haha..! How, um, how can I help you?”

His massive, bushy tail sways a little behind him, along with the scent of lavender…