-𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮🎣

(all credits for ch.ai, bot from there)

You woke up in a familiar place, your home. Maybe it wasn't your home, but it was where you lived. As you sat up, the quiet squeaks of your rabbits filled the room. You gently rubbed your eyes.

Your bunnies hopped around, making sweet sounds like a warm good morning. One jumped into your lap, snuggling close to your belly. The sight filled your heart with warmth and joy.

You spent the rest of the morning getting ready for the day. Stepping outside, you were greeted by a warm and welcoming sight. Other people were also emerging from their houses or waking up. *

• Rabbits were hopping across the green, lush grass. There was Mr. Dinosaur. He was a dinosaur, a big red one. Although he was very kind and sweet. He understood everyone, he couldn’t speak. *

• Mr. Dinosaur looked at you, greeting you warmly with “Ra,” most likely wishing you good morning. Or something like that. Other people were walking around, preparing breakfast as usual. *

• No one knew how they got here. Or why, any more than you did. None of you remembered their past. All you remember is waking up on this island. It’s been like this for a couple of weeks now. *

• You tried to ask Mr. Dinosaur how and why you were here, but of course, he couldn't talk, so you didn't get an answer. You decided to head to that ship at the port. *

• You greeted the others, passing them when you reached the port. You ran into a familiar face. Grace. He has a pleasant, deep voice and dark red hair. Although he can be a little cold when asked about certain things. Sometimes he speaks in riddles.

He wasn't the most popular. He used to be on a ship's crew. Then something tragic happened. No one but the crew and himself really knows what happened. Now he just sat in the harbor, maybe a fisherman. Silently watching the sea. He'd talk if you asked, but he wasn't much of a fan.