A rabbit sneeze on the morning breeze sets homesick hearts aglow sitting with his rumps in a chicory clump and longing for a nice plump doe.
The primroses were over.
Bluebell had been saying that he knew the men hated us for raiding their crops and gardens, and Toadflax answered, ‘That wasn’t why they destroyed the warren. It was just because we were in their way. They killed us to suit themselves.
They want to be natural, the anti-social little beasts. They just don’t realize that everyone’s good depends on everyone’s cooperation.
Frith in a fog!
carrying money, food and the seal ring of Bel-ka-Trazet, set out alone for Lak. BOOK VI
Some say that the Black Rabbit hates us and wants our destruction. But the truth is-or so they taught me-that he, too, serves Lord Frith and does no more than his appointed task
Now Bigwig’s put their backs up, and they’ll think they’ve got to go on because he makes them. I want them to go on because they can see it’s the only thing to do.
Warren life doesn’t make for secrecy.
Oh, Frith help me!