PHOEBE
That Lisbeth could also pet the rabbit gave her hope that this just might work. Phoebe increased the pressure of her back pets until she was using her full hand and pressing softly down on its back. The rabbit seemed to grow accustomed to the pets, shivering before continuing to nibble on the treats."I need to take it with me to give to Frey." she said. Yeah. Damn near impossible. But she would find a way. She had to. She was doing all of this for her son so she couldn't give up now. Using her free hand, Phoebe placed some treats onto her lap to hopefully coax the rabbit onto it.
I look up to the little bird
The flies across the sky
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
The flies across the sky
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
