Chapter 2 The Pursuit of the White Bunny (1/2)
The children all spread out, looking for the white fur of the bunny that had disappeared amongst the foliage. Diggory was far ahead of the others, but after a minute, James called out further to the east, ”Over there!”
Everyone turned their attention to where he pointed, and then jumped forward to follow the flash of white fur. The children giggled and laughed as they crashed through the brush, pursuing their target with none of the grace and finesse of true hunters. Instead they seemed to anyone who watched to be wild and crazed.
Diggory, determined to be the winner, charged forward past the others. He's spent far too much of the last few years holding second place to Rassa for attention. He was a knight's son, and yet the son of a mere farmhand garnered more attention. It became more and more frustrating as he watched Falla, perhaps the only girl he'd ever felt close with, seek out his friend more and more often. It was only on occasions such as this, where Diggory was physically superior, that he could prove he was better than Rassa. Noticing he was further ahead, Diggory took a chance to look back at the others.
James and a few of the other older boys were right behind him, but Jane was well on her way to being in their mix. Diggory didn't like Jane, in fact it was rare any of the boys did, mostly because she was so good at things that boys should have been better at, like wrestling, and lifting heavy weights. Jane was without a doubt the odd one out amongst the village girls, but she never seemed to mind. Diggory could only ascertain it was because of how close she was with Rassa.
The younger children and Falla brought up the rear of the main pack, and for a moment, Diggory couldn't spot where Rassa had gone. Then, he spotted Rassa jogging at the back with some of the younger children. Diggory frowned in annoyance, he wasn't even trying! It wouldn't be seen as a competition if Rassa wasn't even participating! How could Diggory win then?
Taking his chances, Diggory called out over his shoulder.
”Come on Rassa! You're never going to get anywhere going that slow!”
The boys jeered with him.
”He's as slow as a snail!”
”We'll have skinned, cooked and eaten that bunny before Rassa even makes it to the half-way mark!”
Jane and Falla frowned, annoyed that the boy they both admired was being taunted so much.
”You can't talk Diggory! You're a big cheat!”
While Jane threw insults back, Falla turned back to Rassa.
”Come on, Rassa! You'll be left behind!”
That was exactly why Rassa was staying behind. Well, not because he would, but because the younger children would. Their little legs couldn't possibly keep up, so they spent most of their time at the back of the pack. There had been more than one occasion in the past where one or two of the children had gotten lost. As a result, the adults had had a stern talking to all the children, and Rassa was in no hurry to hear it again.
”I'm coming!” Rassa called forward to reassure the others. He looked down at the younger children, ”Come on, we've got a rabbit to catch!”
”But we can't run that fast, Rassa!” one of the children complained.
Rassa smiled, ”I'll tell you guys a secret”.
He motioned them closer and they eagerly stepped forward.
”A secret?”
”What is it!”
”Tell us!”
”Yeah, tell us!”
”Well,” Rassa began, ”A rabbit can clearly run faster than any of us...so how then do we catch it?”
The children all looked confused, ”But isn't that the idea? To run after it to catch it?”
”If it runs faster how can we catch it?”
”It's pretty simple...you just have to think smarter than the rabbit. Can you kids tell me what rabbits like most?” asked Rassa.
”Carrots!”
”No, lettuce!”
”They love food, so you're both right!” Rassa grinned, ”And I just happen to know place where rabbits go to eat”.
”Does that mean we can catch the rabbit there?”