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Primrose had gotten extremely lucky with her search for flay. The black rabbit had stayed inside for most of the winter, her dark pelt a dead giveaway against the snow. But now that it was beginning to melt, she could stretch her stiff legs again and feast to her heart's content- provided she could find anything. A morning of persistent sniffing had paid off, and she had found herself a sweet, tender patch of fresh clover- far too much for one rabbit to eat- and footfalls told her she wasn't alone on the down. Two russet-colored ears stuck out of the snow, followed by a ruddy face as a buck she didn't know searched for food. The lop-eared doe wriggled her nose at him invitingly. "There's a nice patch over here, and I can't finish it all. Come over here and you can have some!" she called.