"War for the Throne" Chapter3 origin ver.(5)

Amber sighed,standing.She patted her young cousin on the head,"You're staying here,Little Screwloose.You're the heir to the clan,you need to watch over Skytower while Florian's away."
"You always do this."Barnaby moaned as Amber walked away,"You're always running off and having adventures,and I'm stuck here in some old tower with nothing to do and no one who cares!"

Amber paused by the door.She picked up a bright yellow parasol from its stand and looked back with a sad smile."That's your duty to the clan,Barnaby.Some day you'll realise that."She stepped out into the hallway,letting the door swing shut behind her.
Outside her chambers she came face to face with another rabbit;tall and slender with black and white fur that formed a thick,snowy collar which spilled out from her crisp white shirt.She wore puffy breeches,striped black and yellow,and a black silk waistcoat trimmed with gold.A leather belt and pouch around her waist held an assortment of architectural tools,and a pair of small,round spectacles hung at her breast.Atop her head sat a yellow beret adorned with,in place of where a badge might be worn,a small red ink bottle and eagle feather quill pen.