Chapter: 47. WHEN PAST MEETS PRESENT.

****** Little feet pattered along the ground in a flurry of activity, running through the forest with excitement, and in his hands was a little white bunny. It was his first hunt and he could not wait to show it first to his father and then his mother. Dressed in only a black short, his chest was covered in mud from hisjourney into the woods, his hair sticking up in all directions from all the running and tumbling he had done in the bushes. Little ears peeked out of his dirty blonde locks and his brown eyes were alight with excitement as he ran through the trees and over the roots that hung from them in the forest floor like vines of a vineyard. He had been in this part of the forest almost every day for weeks now, just exploring and playing and getting a bit lost. But he did not have the time to get lost today. Today, he was going to be on top of the world when he showed the bunny off to his father, and the people at school tomorrow. He had a smile stretched on his face as he continue