june, at fifteen, was still a bit curious by nature even if she didnât purposefully seek out potential danger anymore. so, when a new person arrived at the lodge with some sort of magic flame and a huge rabbit, she wanted to at least meet the person- if they didnât now, they would eventually. it wasnât like there was a large number of people living there.
she waited a few days for everything to clam down, seemingly, and she poked her head into the room the new girl was in.
â excuse me, maâam? â she spoke, soft southern drawl evident in her voice. â my-my nameâs june. do you mind if i pet your rabbit? â @flamebrights // starter call!!















