"Oh, of course. He seems like he'd be rather magical." She gently touched the creature, chanting again softly as she placed a soothing spell on the poor animal. The last thing Tabitha would want was for the poor bunny to have a heart attack on the other woman's arms.
The rabbit seemed to relax in Ptarah's hands finally, no longer stiff and no longer afraid. "Did you only need one more?"