
Ash is finally brave enough to explore the outside of his bunny hole.
He pokes his head out and quickly looks around, making sure nothing around looks dangerous.
He sees the green blades of grass blowing back and forth, the blue clear sky above him, a tall oak tree to the left side of his hole.
He gets enough courage to climb the rest of the way out of his hole.
The grass feels soft on his paws, the wind blows softly on his puffy cheeks.
He takes off running through the field.

