“Come now, Baba, we mustn’t be late!”
Augurys scooped up the pink-leafed boosha with their snout, lifting the tiny creature and hastily laying it across their back. For a moment, Baba waggled its tiny limbs, scrambling to stay balanced atop its eagerly frantic owner. Augurys did not seem to notice at the time as they went about their affairs, bounding across their room towards a paper lantern that had been dryin...
