It was early on the Down when Poppy emerged from the warren and sniffed at the air. While the place had been nice, she missed her home too much. She also missed the girl that always came to feed her in the morning before being whisked away. Poppy moved to the edge of the down, looking out over the area trying to see through the dim. Her hutch was down there somewhere. Taking one last look back at the warren that had 'freed' her from the hutch, it wasn't to be. She was a tamed rabbit, she was used to the touch of man and his shelter. Turning her black back to the Down, she dashed forwards and into the wilds below.
Ducking under the first bushes she came to, Poppy looked back to see if anyone was following her, she didn't see anyone, yet, but she couldn't take any chances. Dodging from bush to bush, not being exactly quiet as she didn't know the tales of the first rabbit or the dangers she bound to encounter. The Hutch rabbit headed further away from the Down, she just wanted to go home, her old home. Back to the hutch.
Dragon was on patrol this morning. He had been for some of the night, his honed eyes scoring for elil. He half expected to see a homba's eyes flashing in the darkness or hear the screech of an owl overhead, but the night had been silent. He was starting to feel fatigued, having stayed up since just after midnight. But he had a duty here. It wasn't every day a hlessi was promoted to Owsla in the same week he'd arrived and Dragon did not wish to dissapoint. 
Ginkgo had been on patrol with Dragon for some time now. He couldn't say he disliked the buck - they seemed to have a similar approach to most everything, but the other didn't speak much and they hadn't really bonded as anything other than occasional partners. Oh, there was the fact that he was smaller than Dragon, he didn't like that, but it wasn't a real reason to hold a grudge against the blue-gray buck that was patrolling with him. He also sort of liked the silence, it was a nice break from Dogbane's incessant chattering.