It feels like a familiar pattern. Once again, Lan Xichen is worried about his little brother. Once again, Lan Wangji could not be found in his home, or in the library, or on the training fields.

Once again, he finds his brother with the rabbits that are definitely, entirely 'wild'. Most certainly not pets. How could one even consider such feral creatures as pets?

He smiles at his brother, petting the bunnies, and wonders (not for the first time) what life might have been like if war and its consequences hadn't gotten in the way.

"Wangji." He calls, softly, so as not to startle the herd of definitely wild beasts that have come to his brother for cuddles.