[kamina, soaked to the bone, is standing inside of a small hut and watching the rain mercilessly pelt every uncovered thing. summer thunderstorms are tricky. at least he did keep a few things dry from the torrential downpour.
these things being two small rabbits huddled in the crook of his arm. they seem nervous, but kamina rubs their ears and they settle down. he grins at them.]
That was close, huh?
these things being two small rabbits huddled in the crook of his arm. they seem nervous, but kamina rubs their ears and they settle down. he grins at them.]
That was close, huh?