ABOUT Bunni

Bunni Blossom LoreOnce upon a time…that’s how stories usually start, right?There was a small pink cabbit (cat+rabbit) who lived in a grove of cherry blossom trees within a spirit world that fell between dreams.She was not remarkable, well not in the way heroes are remarkable. She could not speak. She could not cast spells or use magic. She was playful and silly, always causing mischief and problems for the other animals and spirits in the grove. She loved to joke and laugh and spend time with her friends.She would notice strange two-legged beings who occasionally wandered beneath the trees in the grove. She watched them as they laughed, and when they cried. They would leave offerings, ribbons tied to branches, letters, and whispered wishes.The little cabbit did not understand their words, but she felt the weight of their longing, their regret, their fear, and pain. It was heavy and hard to carry.She wanted to help, but what could a simple cabbit do? How could she make them understand her?One full mooned night, as the little cabbit was curling up for sleep, an odd wind blew carrying petals far and wide. They drifted like gentle snow, but one single petal - glowing faintly caught the bunnies attention.She followed it to the edge of the grove where it had drifted, further than all the others. The grove was quiet here, darker, lonelier.She sat beside it. Staring into the dark. She did not ask for anything. She simply made space for her and that little petal.But something noticed…and a purple star streaked across the sky leaving a trail of silver behind it.The wind shifted again and petal by petal, the blossoms wrapped her in warmth. There was a feeling like waking up, like the first breath after a long winter, and that little mischievous cabbit changed. Her heart beat differently. Her thoughts stretched. She understood longing, comfort, and the gentle ache of wanting to stay.When morning came, the cabbit was gone…but there now stood a woman, hair soft as pink petals, eyes bright with quiet light, and blossoms clinging to her clothes as if they had chosen her. She blinked at the world with excited curiosity, and the same gentle kindness.She did not know why she had changed.Only that somewhere, someone needed comfort and the blossoms had shown her the way.And so, she followed them.“May the Cherry Blossoms guide you…”

Schedule

Any schedule changes/updates will be posted on Discord!

* 1pm CST Every other week!
On weeks - Stream!
Off week - Discord Community Night!