Lost Creek Hollow great, i'd like your $8-est bottle of wine please

Liffey smiled at his little squeaks and grumbles as he explored Mount Bunny. She wondered what was going on through his little head. What did he think he was climbing? What was it he enjoyed most about this new terrain he was exploring? She reached over to prod at the rabbit, noticing the softness of its fur and appreciating it in a way she never had before. She'd eaten thousands of rabbits in her life. Had their skins all been this soft?

She scootched a little closer and reached for the rabbit's ear. She guided it towards Aengus's face with her nose and gently brushed the tip of his muzzle with it. Just for fun.