"They’re…adorable." Cute aggression is becoming a very real problem as the flying rabbits with tiny horns fly around me, and I have to fold my hands into my stomach to keep from catching and squeezing the bajeezus out of all of them at once. "They’re a disaster," Dominic snaps, his voice tight with irritation as he reaches up to shoo a particularly bold bunny-like animal off his shoulder. "And now they’re everywhere." The creature chirps indignantly before flapping off, its wings brushing his cheek. I cover my mouth, but it doesn’t help to suppress the giggle that escapes me. "What are they?"
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