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... ill questioning his entire existence.
As he entered, he saw them.
The two Rabbits.
The younger one was carefully placing freshly picked fruits into a woven basket, her long ears twitching occasionally. The Milf Rabbit was seated comfortably on a pile of soft moss, inspecting a particularly plump fruit with an air of quiet satisfaction.
Then—they both noticed him.
Their crimson eyes locked onto his still-exposed form.
Nathan, on pure survival instin ...
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