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Foxtail had just woken from his afternoon nap. It was rare to find Foxtail asleep, but even energetic bunnies need to recharge sometimes. Hopping out of the burrows, Foxtail stretched his back legs out behind him and surveyed the area around him. There were quite a few rabbits out for their afternoon silflay, but he couldn’t see anyone he was particularly chummy with.

Deciding to go for a run before eating, Foxtail took off at full pelt; bolting across the down, straight through the group of silflaying bunnies, and around a small shrub like plant, before tearing back to the tree on top of the burrows. He stopped just under the tree to catch his breath, and sat up on his haunches as he scanned the area for another target to run to next.

Just as the words left the angered does mouth another bolt shot past, this one of black and silver fur. this was Silverweed's evening run he shot across the grass and even bounced off of or over other silflaying rabbits, much to their annoyance. but this young buck had an agenda, to prove he had the stamina and the energy as well as speed to be a runner he wanted to start his own messaging line to carry information quickly across the warren.

he lept up onto a stone to huff a bit though even as he rested he was twitching as if mad. running was in his blood and if he didn't run he had nothing, the wind in his fur and the flying sensation when he bounded over hills and obsticals gave him meaning and satisfaction. he had seen another running rabbit that seemed to have the dame drive as himself and he wanted to RACE. turning back to the doe he had cut off he sing songed a reply "not scare anyone m'dear! open their eyes to all the wonderful things you see when running all over the hills! makes you feel alive!"

Further from the rest of the rabbits who were enjoying the outside air around the warren, a white buck with black spots and a stripe down his back nosed about in the underbrush. He was a young adult by the name of Tangleweed.


He flicked his ears and sat back on his haunches. He was looking for something tasty to eat. Not that grasses and clover were insufficient; they were just boring to him. For most of his life, the buck had lived on a farm and had eaten his fill of fresh vegetables stolen from the gardens and sweet hay from the open fields. Now, he wasn’t so picky that he wouldn’t eat like the rest but, he couldn’t help craving something more delectable.
As Tangleweed searched (knowing the likelihood of finding what he wanted was highly improbable) his black ears picked up the sound of pounding feet.


He looked up just in time to see a buckskin spotted rabbit dash passed, followed by a rabbit with a coat that was largely black. Bringing up the rear was yet another rabbit, who was a handsome tan. The three tore over the down. From their expressions and pace, Tangleweed surmised that some sort of excitement was afoot.


Never one to be left out of excitement (or mischief), Tangleweed went after them.



((Hello! Tangleweed wanted to join in, sorry for being so late!))

Silver weeds ears perked at his favorite word, "race" and quickly tumbled off his rock and ran up to the two conversing rabbits: "did I hear someone mention...a race?" he huffed excitedly sitting up on his hinds and cleaning his face off a bit before smiling at the two and suddenly finding his manners "my name is Silverweed, sorry for the start before. I saw someone running and got excited." he said with a polite little bow of sorts to the two rabbits.




when he noticed he had been followed he looked to the white speckled rabbit and tilted his head and became excited again. he loved meeting new rabbits and the anticipation of a race made him feel as if about to explode! "hello there stranger. do you like to run too? what's your name? we're gonna race! do you wanna watch or join? it will be so much fun, I'm Silverweed!" he said, talking so fast the other rabbit would be lucky only to catch his name in the blur.