Potato hadn't lied about the flay at the new warren. Parsnip had grown a great deal in a short amount of time, hitting his full growth. He'd grown a lot emotionally as well, but he still felt like an outskirter pretending to be an adult. He missed his old warren, he missed his brothers, he missed his marli, he missed his friends... it hurt. No matter how he tried to justify it (the flay, the empty burrows, the lowered expectations for bucks), he knew that leaving Watership Down had been a stupid decision. He'd only had a hlessi's word that there was another warren, or that the warren was any safer or better than Watership Down. He'd risked a great deal and, worse yet, he'd dragged Mudslide in to it as well.He couldn't change the past. He wasn't even sure he wanted to. But he could tend to the present and he could make amends. The way he saw it, he had a clear and present responsibility to look after his brother and keep him safe. As well as he could, given that they were bucks.
He nibbled at some silflay, ears high and alert for danger. He'd asked his brother to meet him outside so that they could talk, hopefully he would join him soon.
Painted Moose
Aurrie Beaues
