[color=f6989d]"Do you think you can find more rabbits? I could cook us all a meal if we had about 5 more of those about that size."[/color]

[color=007236]"Yes!"[/color]

Lob's face split into a great toothy smile as he bopped little bunny foofoo on the head like so many field mice and passed the dazed or dead animal to her before he took off for more rabbits. Hare were not too heavy on territory and in-fact were rather communal creatures so it would be easy enough for him to forage for food. Many screams were heard, not all belonged to the rabbits as one got his hand. In the end, many joined the thousand for their friends stopped running today.

After an hour on and off the road Lob returned with half a dozen, two in each hand and two in his mouth. The pelts were not going to make it to market, but they were not there for fur, they were there for food. He hoped the others could cook it, when he tried to feed rabbit to one of the old pack like this one, they got sick because it wasn't over fire first. He could eat them with no fire without a problem, but he wasent them and they needed the fire.