[She smelled him first, elated at the thought of another rabbit even with the chance that it might be an Efrafan caught up with her. The movement and shadow, however, were much too large for a rabbit (at least none that she knew, even Woundwart or Vervain) and a fraction after smelling Bunnymund she tensed to bolt]

[But, that was not a man that was watching her. It was - by far - the largest, most frightening rabbit she had ever seen. She freezes in response, staring at him with wide, startled eyes.]

[If he had been black she would have instantly assumed he was the Black Rabbit of Inlé, come to take her, but he wasn't. He was grey. Grey with odd markings, as if Frith himself had painted them on ...]

[Could it be? Could she really be staring at El-ahrairah?]

My lord ...