They don’t need to make decisions on where to go, and their food is provided to them. The rabbits have no need to go out for flayrah or silflay, and are safe from predators. They make art, and make poems reflecting their struggles. “The wind is blowing, blowing over the grass... Take me with you, wind, high over the sky... I am here, Lord Frith, I am running through the long grass, O take me with you, droping behind these woods... The shining circle of the sun, the sun and the rabbit.”(102-103, R. Adams) The rabbits in this warren refuse to answer questions starting with, “where” when Hazel and his friends arrive. The rabbits are afraid they will reveal the truth of the warren. There are wire traps set up around the warren, in bushes and tall grass. The farmer who provides their food sets them up to catch and eat the rabbits. Whenever a rabbit is caught, nobody talks about
They don’t need to make decisions on where to go, and their food is provided to them. The rabbits have no need to go out for flayrah or silflay, and are safe from predators. They make art, and make poems reflecting their struggles. “The wind is blowing, blowing over the grass... Take me with you, wind, high over the sky... I am here, Lord Frith, I am running through the long grass, O take me with you, droping behind these woods... The shining circle of the sun, the sun and the rabbit.”(102-103, R. Adams) The rabbits in this warren refuse to answer questions starting with, “where” when Hazel and his friends arrive. The rabbits are afraid they will reveal the truth of the warren. There are wire traps set up around the warren, in bushes and tall grass. The farmer who provides their food sets them up to catch and eat the rabbits. Whenever a rabbit is caught, nobody talks about