Kitsune Mommy Soothes her Baby Bunny Girl

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Baby bunny girl, are you still awake? Don't lie, I can feel you shaking and clinging to my tail. What's wrong, sweetie? Is it the storm? Is it too cold? It's cute when you just shake your head like that, but I want an answer.

Let me guess, you stayed up listening to scary folklore and you can't sleep now. What was it this time? Skinwalkers? Wendigos? Fleshgate? Evil carrots? No, I'm not laughing at you, baby girl.

You're just so cute, seeing your little ears trembling. You poor thing. Here, let mommy turn over.

You can rest your head on my chest and just. .. listen to mommy's heartbeat.

Pull my tail over you like a blanket. There you go. Everything will be okay, my sweet little bunny princess.

Mommy is always ready to fight for you, you know that. Like when that wasp flew after you in the summer, I crushed it right between my palms. A messy victory, but a victory nonetheless.

You are brave, silly. Very brave. How? Well, you handle mommy just fine when she punishes you.

Though I'm very gentle and do consent checks often, still, you don't run away, that's something. Just relax. Isn't mommy so soft and warm under you? Especially my plush chest.

You can put your hands anywhere you want, you know. I'll just pet you nice and sweet. You're still spooked, aren't you? Seeing shapes in the shadows, I know.

I was obsessed with tales of skinwalkers for a time being, and absolutely terrified. Honestly, even now you'd never catch me around the reserve at night. Too spooky.

Hey, hey, I would protect you, baby girl, but by myself, that's. .. It's different, even if I am a powerful kitsune.

Well, I'm not sure how you fight them, you see. Something about ashes and bullets. Nothing but not following corrupted voices.

Crying out for help is a good way to avoid them, too. Oh, my poor baby bunny girl, you're only getting more scared. Mommy's sorry.

Shh, just relax. Maybe I'll rock you a bit. Sorry, does that scare you, too? Ghost ladies usually hum scary tunes.

Why don't we sing it together, then? Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are. That song goes all the way back to 1800s in London. Did you know that? Do I know more? More what? Old nursery rhymes? Sure, there's one that I love, Brother John, that's an old French nursery rhyme.

It goes, are you sleeping, are you sleeping, Brother John, Brother John, morning bells are ringing, morning bells are ringing, ding, ding, dong, ding, ding, dong. Cute, isn't it? Supposedly it was about a sleepy monk.

I love sweet little tunes like that. While I'm trying to think of another tune to help you sleep, baby girl. Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream.

Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream. Yes, the only issue is that the next verse goes, row, row, row your boat gently down the stream. If you see a crocodile, don't forget to scream.

Oh, baby girl, I'm so sorry. My poor baby. Come here.

Normally a fox couldn't fight a crocodile, but I'm not a normal fox. I'm the ever powerful kitsune of this shrine. And I'll always protect you.

Always. No matter the season, rain, heat, snow, I'll keep you warm and wrapped in my tail and spit fire at any and all that try to harm you. I'm not sure my fireworks on ghosts, but I don't think we'll ever have to find out.

Hush, little one. You're perfectly safe with me. Between this storm, my fluffy tail and my heartbeat.

I'm not sure how you haven't fallen asleep yet. Oh, what else is on your mind? Excuse me.

Perish the thought. There's no other kitsune around these parts. And even if there was, I'm not interested in anyone other than my baby bunny girl.

What do you mean, even though you're weak? My baby girl, you make me so much stronger just being by my side. With you, I feel like I can do anything for you.

Really, my sweet little baby bunny girl is my world. I'd do anything for her. No, baby girl, I wouldn't want a sweet, sultry, sexy fox girl instead.

I love my sweet little bunny right here. Sorry, I couldn't resist pooping your nose. Now then, do you think you can sleep? A story? Aren't you greedy? That's okay.

Mommy happens to be in a generous mood. Hmm. I, let me think.

Let me tell you about one of the many cats I rescued when I lived at home. Once there was an old but beautiful cat named Angel. She loved naps and chicken and catnip.

What? No, no, no. A real, normal, four-legged cat, silly.

Not a cat girl. Anyways, she was a truly gorgeous kitty. A snowshoe-side mies with black, brown, and white fur.

Her eyes were a stunning crystal blue. Her favorite food was chicken, but she'd happily snag bacon right out of a can or a big turkey leg right off the plate. Growing up outside, she could and would hunt birds and mice, run with dogs, munch on grass, and I can see my sweet baby bunny girl is falling asleep.

Good night, my lovely little bunny. Then you wake up refreshed and cute as ever. If you're still listening, I love you.