Enya and Jet continued their trek deeper into the dungeon, the air growing colder and the darkness more oppressive with each step.
Jet, the long-eared bunny, led the way with a determined hop, but his long ears were drooping down, almost as if they were trying to disappear completely.
It was clear he was fed up with Enya's endless chatter.
Enya, oblivious to Jet's discomfort, chattered away with the enthusiasm of someone who just couldn't keep quiet.
"You know, Jet, I was reading this book the other day about ancient dungeons, and it said that—"
Jet's ears twitched in irritation, and he tried to cover them with his paws.
It was as if he was attempting to shut out the sound by sheer force of will.
He fidgeted, pulling at his ears with a look of sheer exasperation.
"And then there's the part about the mythical creatures that—"