Winning Back My Lost Luna!
"Excuse you. This is art. Real art."
I laughed so hard I nearly dropped the basket of herbs I was sorting. My sides hurt, but I could not stop.
He held the tiny carving up proudly, turning it slowly so I could see every angle. "See? It looks perfect."
"It looks like an angry rabbit," I teased.
"It is not a rabbit," he insisted, his voice full of fake seriousness.
"It has rabbit ears."
"It has distinguished wolf ears. Very noble ones."
"You have made an aristocratic rabbit," I said, giggling.