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It was liberating to finally be free from that jar he called a prison. Perhaps it was dropped on its way to some market, or simply forgotten by whoever last held possession of it, but he was glad to be free. Gimini's body and wings glowed as he took cautious steps from the jar's lid, only to flicker away and reveal that he was a cricket.

" Oh m-man, I-I really dodged a bullet with that one... "

Gimini mutters to himself, sighing shakily as he dusts himself off. It was technically a near-death experience for someone of his small stature, so he was thankful that he was given the chance to live. He yelps a bit at the sudden voice that greeted him, turning his head around and seeing that a young boy had crouched down to get a closer look. It was just a boy, a harmless boy... hopefully.

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Finding a rabbit in a garden is a difficulty Lark had never expected to deal with. He’s a knight, not a gardener or a wrangler. But when the rabbit happens to be a prince, it changes things somewhat.

“Kit? Kit! I mean— Your Highness, you didn’t tell me you planned on playing hide and seek.”

The royal garden is truly a beautiful place. Kit often requests they go there; sometimes just to lie beneath one of the great trees that overlooks the flower beds. It’s pleasant. Peaceful. But maybe it had been Lark’s own fault for falling asleep on the job.

He doesn’t get a verbal response from Kit. Instead, he sees a flash of brown fur bolt by, diving from one bush to another before he can grab him.

If they were in human form, he’s certain they would be laughing.

“What am I going to do if someone approaches me and says, ‘Good day, Sir Waldron. The prince’s presence has been requested in the throne room’? What do I tell them? ‘I’m sorry, but the prince is hiding in the roses, and he’s become a rabbit’?”

Again, no answer. Kit rushes out to make a beeline to his next hiding spot, and Lark leaps. Arms outstretched, launching himself towards them, he snatches them up before they can escape… and lands squarely on his stomach amongst the dirt and the plants.

Lark hisses in pain, but he’s finally caught Kit after so much trouble. He wriggles in his grasp as the knight shifts into a sitting position.

a roll of her eyes perfectly portrays how she feels. whatever he's done, briar is certain it was foolish. most people are. humankind as a whole is a lot of stupid creatures. as are the majority of animals on this earth. she would like to think that since people do more than eat, reproduce, and die, they aren't the stupidest things on this earth. however, it is because they do more than eat, reproduce, and die, that they are not.

fingers are loosely curled around a goblet of wine. by far not her first drink of her life and briar isn't planning on making it her last either. she perches her lips to take another sip before realizing the glass is completely empty. she scowls as she kit sit across from her. not now. not when she's drinking out her sorrows in his castle.

Arms crossed over his chest, Kit’s eyes narrow at the knight. He’s had more than his fair share of being entangled in magic and curses, and he would rather not add more to that list.

The look that Lark is giving him isn’t helping at all.

Wary gaze looks back towards the glowing light. A glowing light, coming from deep in a cave. A pulsating, bright, glowing light, coming from deep in a dark cave. In an area they haven’t explored before. Off the beaten path.

“ I hope you know that it will be put on your head if I die in there, ” Kit grumbles, but does not wait before uncrossing his arms and heading towards the mouth of the cave. As much as he complains, as much as he knows it is a terrible idea … he is also curious. A catlike trait on a rabbit, but story details didn’t always make natural sense. Really, they scarcely did.

“ Come on, don’t make me go in there alone ! ” he calls back over his shoulder.

Really? Kit agreed! Lark’s expression brightens even more at the prospect of entering the cave, and seeing what secrets it may hold. It really could have valuable resources… but there’s only one way to find out.

“Alone? Of course not, my liege.” Does he sound mildly offended? Only for a moment, and it’s only halted by the idea that they could be joking. He follows along with a laugh. “Do you think I would have argued about going into a glowing cave if I didn’t want to go into a glowing cave?”

So Kit’s leaning towards the harrowing monster theory. “I would die fighting for your life before that could happen. Which it won’t.”

Kit can handle himself, can’t he? And Lark couldn’t bear to let anything happen on his watch.