When Tuzi, the beloved bunny of the Moon Goddess Chang'er who was blessed into a human, is stolen from her celestial home— She is violently cast down to the Mortal Realm, stripped of her divine grace and thrown into a world she doesn't understand. Upon awakening, she finds herself surrounded by strangers—and everything she once knew is now a distant memory. Chang'er, the Moon Goddess, is determined to solve the mystery of her stolen companion, but focusing on the task proves difficult. Every clue brings her closer to the answer, but it also brings her dangerously close to the too-handsome-for-his-own-good God of Sky, who seems to be more of a distraction than a help. Can the Moon stay focused long enough to recover Tuzi? Meanwhile, Atlas—the Sky God’s best soldier—has dived into the Mortal Realm after Tuzi. But why is he so intent on finding the fallen bunny, and what does he have to do with the celestial theft? Tuzi may have been a simple rabbit once, but as a newly- minted divine lady, guarding her heart against this dashing, charming soldier is proving far more difficult than she ever imagined. Add to that the sudden interest of several alpha gods, and Tuzi's life is turned upside down by both celestial politics and unexpected romantic tension. With gods, mysteries, and more than a few mosquitos in the way, can Tuzi reclaim her place in the heavens and solve the riddle of her own disappearance? A romantic, funny, and action-packed twist on the legend of Chang'er and her white bunny, Bunny and the Moon will keep you guessing—and laughing—until the very end. Bet you can't figure out who did it!
Calming down the wolf girl took more than a short while, as the woman was truly worked up. Though the situation seemed silly enough, Tuzi felt her heart warmed by the gesture. They were strangers to one another just a week ago. Now, the rabbit shifter didn't know how she'd get by without her.
Perhaps the werewolf also felt the same.
When the two women had finally settled down, they sat in the center of the yurt gazing in all directions at the giant piles of food. There were stacks of potatoes, carrots, radishes, onions, apples, oranges, and of course strawberries. Each pile created a small mountain taller than each of the women.
Oyuna's jaw dropped, as she stared wide eyed at all the food. Now that she knew the goddess was alive and was not buried by the potatoes, she can truly take the time to appreciate the miracle that was there before her eyes.