Tales From Watership Down

Soon after sunrise on a perfect summer morning, Hazel came out of his burrow through the honeycomb and into the fresh air of the down. Dusk and dawn are activity times for rabbits, and already a number were grazing in twos and threes on the slope and out along the crest, paying almost no attention even to one another as they foraged through the short grass. It was a peaceful scene, and the rabbits, knowing that they had no danger to fear, were absorbed in the enjoyment of feeding in the early sunshine.