BUN-120: Reverie

Rigel arrived a little after sundown to the stakeout tent that Hops set up near the hazebloom beds, his anxiety burning fiercely in his chest. He slipped inside the tent and sat nervously beside Hops as she gazed out every so often towards the beds, keeping a sharp eye out for any culprits. "Are you sure this is a good idea, Hops?? What if the culprit is...is the fey king? What if he's violent?!" Rigel swallowed hard and sweat bullets just thinking about it. Hops tried to reassure him ...

As Rigel entered the Bunnery, he let out a sigh of relief, realizing that breeding season was over and all the baby buns had grown and left the nest. The building was peaceful and quiet now, yet thankfully, he wasn't here for anything involving baby buns. He couldn't take all the screaming and crying from the baby buns, so he was glad it was all over for now. He knocked on the door to Mercy's office, then came inside once she called to whoever it was to come in. "....H-Hello, Mercy. Ho...

Rigel bit his nails with feverent anxiety as he stared at the message app on his phone. It had that all too familar red circle of death with a one in the middle, signifying someone had messaged him. Oh gods, what could someone want now? People only messaged him if they wanted something, which only stressed him out even more. He sat on his bed as he continued to stare at it, his anxiety continuing to mount even more as time went on without opening it. His mind was going rampant with par...