Ahh, what is with these little baskets? Why is it that there is a wicker basket at every single of these homes and by all the doors. Matter of fact, that would explain why there were some of these same baskets by all of the stalls in the market place. What are they waiting for o... what in the world is that?!
The large rabbit hopped down the street, taking out various eggs from the basket it carried itself, each one decorated with beautiful designs and wondrous colors. Truly a strange sight to behold but granted I have seen many other weirder things in my time while being alive and though this was no exception.
The rabbit continued to hop its way down the street, delicately placing a few eggs in every basket it passed. As the bunny neared Lucian, its eyes scanned him up and down with a sort of curiosity, then without a single sound, it reached from in its bag and reached up with its paw. Offering the egg to Lucian as some sort of gift. Taking it in his hands, Lucian smiled and gave the rabbit a few rubs a spare muffin from his breakfast earlier that morning. Delighted by the tree, the rabbit continued on its journey and Lucian on his own.
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