Their journey continued throughout the countryside for a few miles, a few times pausing to rest under a tree or under a bush to protect themselves from elil, or to eat grass, plants or berries to satisfy their hunger. When the rabbits resumed their journey, dark clouds had come. The sign of rain approaching, but no rain had come, only a light mist. No one could see anything, except using their noses and hearing to find their way out. But the band kept onward, eager to reach these high lonely hills that Fiver had predicted to be their new home.

When Hawkbit got his fur caught on sticky tight plant, Strawberry came over to use her teeth to remove the plant. The rude Hawkbit didn't even say thank you and hopped off to join Dandelion, until he got chided by Lily for being rude to Strawberry. So far, some of the rabbits had been wary about having Strawberry in their group after the incident in Cowslip's warren. Even after she had shown acts of kindness during their travels and won over a few of the rabbits, but most of them resented her for aiding in Cowslip's deceit and avoided talking to her at all costs. Strawberry was hurt by their rejection, but Blackberry felt guilty after learning of Nildro-hain's death, a similar event to almost losing Bigwig to the shining wire, so Blackberry eventually became good friends with Strawberry, as did Lily, glad to have another doe as part of their group.

"That's it! I've had enough!" Hawkbit complained, he had become fed up and tired of their long journey.

"Me too! I'm hungry, I'm tired, and I'm sore." Dandelion agreed.

"We can't stop here, it's too open," Hazel advised. "Elil could catch you."

Hawkbit shook his head dismissively. "We can't do this, and we can't do that. We've been following this vision of Fiver's forever."

"And it's not getting clearer, is it?" Dandelion added. "Do you see any high hills? I don't."

"Also, if you look around, it's the end of the world," Hawkbit added, more sarcastically.

Lily examined the area and all she could see is grass, mud puddles, plants, and old trees. "I don't believe it's the end of the world," she said.

"Either way, we're going back!" Hawkbit retorted, sternly.

"You want to go back to the shining wires?!" Blackberry gaped.

"Who would go back to that death trap?!" Silver rebuked, shaking his head. "He meant Sandleford!"

Joined by Silver, Bluebell, and Dandelion, Hawkbit made a turn to go back to Sandleford, until he was halted by a very angry Bigwig.

"Nobody's going back! Get moving!" he ordered, strictly.

"Oh, come now, Bigwig, you're afraid to go back because you deserted the Owsla," Hawkbit said, dryly. "You're afraid Captain Holly will arrest you."

Bigwig's eyes widened, he said nothing but he scowled darkly. For a moment, Lily thought he might swipe at one of the bucks, but he didn't.

"Or Silver is afraid to go back and be punished by his uncle," Blackberry added in, rather coldly.

Stuttering, Silver closed his eyes and turned away, that must have stung him more emotionally than anyone had seen.

"Hawkbit, Sandleford is gone!" objected Fiver. "I feel it in my bones and there's nothing to go back to.

"Well, that's what you said," Hawkbit snapped, glowering at the runt. "What if you're Promised Land doesn't exist? What if we left for nothing?"

"I SAID MOVE!" Bigwig bellowed. "I WON'T SAY IT AGAIN!"

Taken aback, Hawkbit knew better than to get on Bigwig's bad side. He than continued to hop on, joined by Bluebell, Silver and Dandelion. No one dared spoke a word against Bigwig. Lily fumed in silence, after what they had been through at Cowslip's warren, everyone still doubted Fiver's visions, especially when he had been aware of the snares. However, she was glad Bigwig had taken Fiver's side as a result of Fiver saving his life.

"What if Fiver is wrong? We can't keep them going on dreams, Hazel." Bigwig exchanged a worried expression, fearing their journey would be all for nothing.

"Dreams are all we have left, Bigwig." Hazel looked at the group, and his thoughts were the same as his friend, suppose his brother was wrong.

Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed in the distance, but only a sprinkle of rain showered upon them.

"Oh, great. Storm's coming, just what we need," complained Hawkbit.

Nevertheless, the rabbits kept going onward. The light shower didn't last long. Although Fiver got his foot under a fallen branch and fell over into a puddle. Hazel and Lily kindly helped to pick him up from the puddle.

"Come on, Fiver. The high hills can't be far now." Hazel offered comfort and assurance, but it was no good.

"If you can't stop falling back, the elil will get you," said Lily.

"What if Hawkbit is right, Hazel?" Fiver's confidence had been shattered by the other bucks' doubting him once again. "What if there's no safe place for us?"

"But you saw it, Fiver, the high hills!" Lily insisted.

"In a dream! In my head! Maybe they were right back at Sandleford!" Fiver's ears dropped sadly in despair. "Maybe I am... mad."

"Now stop talking nonsense! You are NOT mad!" Lily reprimanded, gently. "You had visions of Cowslip's warren filled with lies and death! If you're right about the high hills, then you are right about the high hills!" She took his cheeks in her paws, making him look up at her as she smiled. "I believe in you."

"She's right. If we stop believing, we're lost." Hazel was glad to have made a friend out of Lily, the only other rabbit who accepted his brother's visions when no other rabbit back in Sandleford did.

Fiver felt his confidence returning, gazing up at Lily with a warm smile. He pressed his head against her chest and wrapped his arms around her. Lily returned the embrace as she pat him on the back.

"Hey guys! Come here!" called Bigwig.

The trio hurried over to Bigwig and the others as they stood on the top of a steep hill, they stared out at the distance where the fog gradually lifted but a little of the mist remained.

"What is it, what's wrong?" Hazel asked, alarmed.

"Just for a moment, I thought I saw..." Bigwig started to say, but he stopped.

All of the rabbits gazed intently at the fog, the fog began to disperse and there just beyond the fields a magnificent view of the high hills. To add a further cheer to their discovery, the rain clouds vanished as quickly as they had come. The rays of the sun reached out and touched the tree on the down, as if Frith was showing them the way to their new home.

"The high hills!" Hazel gasped in amazement.

"They're real!" Hawkbit admitted, just as surprised as the others.

"Beautiful!" Blackberry and Strawberry praised in union.

"Incredible!" Silver and Bluebell were astonished.

"You see, Fiver? I told you that you're not mad!" Lily cheered, giving the runt another big hug.

"Thank you for believing in me!" Fiver was appreciative of her encouragement.

"You were right, lad!" Bigwig laughed victoriously, as he smiled at Fiver. "You were right all along!"

"Wow! That looks far away," Pipkin pointed out.

"But it's there," Dandelion said.

Lily took a deep breath of the fresh air, inhaling the sweet smell of nature. Then her nose caught the scent of something familiar. "Do you smell flayrah or is my nose playing tricks on me?"

Hazel sniffed the air, and he confirmed it. "I smell cabbages!"

Bigwig took a whiff, deducing the rest. "And carrots, and lettuce!"

"Flayrah!" exclaimed Blackberry.

"It's coming from that farm down there!" Bluebell gestured his paw out to a human farm downhill in the meadow, a bit far from the high hills.

This only made Strawberry tremble, she shivered violently and lowered herself to the ground. "What if there's Man down there?" she quivered. "What if there are snares if we go for flayrah?"

Nobody said a word. Strawberry had a point, considering her experience in Cowslip's Warren. Everyone thought deeply over this. She could be right or she could be wrong.

"I do see hedges and a stone wall, but there are no warrens and no rabbits living there." Bigwig's eyes scanned the farm and his nose sniffed for any burrows or deranged rabbits, but he couldn't see either of them. "If there were snares, we'd avoid the bushes or hedges." His mouth watered at the thought of eating tasty vegetables. "I could run all the way to the high hills with a belly full of carrots. What are we waiting for?" Bigwig eagerly wanted to race downhill and start devouring a big juicy carrot.

"No, there may be cats and dogs down there, not to mention Man," warned Hazel, studying the farm land warily.

"He's right, Bigwig," agreed Strawberry.

"In the Owsla, we have a saying, 'Who dares wins.'" Bigwig tried to convince him otherwise, using his former Owsla quoting.

"Everyone is exhausted, we need our wits for a raid." Hazel gestured out to some of their members lay on the ground, some awake and some fell asleep.

"And we need food, if we're going to get to the high hills," Bigwig added, impatiently.

"Bigwig's right." Hawkbit agreed.

"If there's lettuce down there, I want some and I want some now!" exclaimed Dandelion.

"If we don't get any food in our bellies, we'll starve and we won't be able to reach the high hills!" added Bluebell.

Hazel thought it over for a moment, and then made his decision. "At least wait until it's dark."

Bigwig turned to look down at the farm. He wanted to go eat the flayrah so badly, but the sight of Lily dozing peacefully on the ground changed his mind. She needed her rest as much as the others do. "Alright, we'll wait."

"What about a story, Dandelion?" Hazel suggested. "It will help pass the time.

"Oh, yes! Please, Dandelion!" pleaded Pipkin.

Dandelion agreed, and cleared his throat before he began to tell one of El-ahrairah's stories. As he did so, Lily had her own story playing in her dreams as she slept.

The doe dreamed of her life back on Ridgeway Farm, her very last memory of the farm. Henry ran through the fields, laughing. Lily ran close beside him, frolicking through the flowers and dandelion puffs. They laid on the grass together, gazing up at the sky and watching the clouds as they took the shapes of a train, a boat, a bird, and a seashell. The next image flashes back to the farm house. Henry is eating his lunch with his parents, and a plate and water bowl set up beneath the table. Carrots and lettuce made just for her. She wore a light pink bow around her neck, making her look more cute than ever.

Suddenly, a draft of gray smoke caught her nose. Lily raised her head up, and so did the humans at the table. Henry's father left the kitchen to investigate, only to come rushing back inside screaming, "FIRE!" Alarmed, Henry picked up Lily and followed his mother to get outside. Unfortunately, the door had been locked. The fire spread quickly, and time was running out. The beams of the roof collapsed, separating Lily and Henry from his parents. The impact made Henry drop his rabbit as Lily tumbled across the floor. A wooden beam had fallen and crushed Henry's mother's skull, making Lily turn away in horror. Henry's father got caught on fire as he screamed and lost his balance when he fell out the window. Searching frantically for her best friend, Lily heard a strange cackle and looked up. There was a face amidst in the flames, the very same face she remembered seeing in her dreams of Bigwig's close encounter with the snare.

The giant rabbit with the white eyed scar. His face obscured by the smoke and flames, though he stared at her with a sadistic, twisted, and cruel face that could put the big bad wolf to shame. Raising his paw, he was about to strike her when Henry's arms scooped her up and tossed her out through a broken hole in the wall. Outside, the flames engulfed the entire house as the roof began to collapse. Covered in smoky ashes, Lily made a jump for it as she dashed across the farm yard, watching as the helpless farm animals released sounds of agony, sorrow and fear. Her pink bow got caught on the fence, making it difficult to run. The firetrucks had arrived, but the fire, the truck's engines, the animals shrieking, and that demonic face in the fire was too much for Lily to bare, so with a surprising amount of strength, the pink ribbon tore off her neck and she ran far away as fast as she could to get away from the destruction.

How could this happen, she didn't know why. Where was Henry now? Was he all right? Lily hoped with all her heart that her best friend had made it out alive. It began to rain. She was all alone. A pet rabbit on her own in the wild. It rained for three days. A car drove by on a road, splashing mud and water everywhere. The rabbit was covered head to toe in mud. She didn't know how to clean herself, only knew of bathing in Henry's bathtub would get rid of the mud, but there was no home for her. During those lonely three days, she traveled across fields, meadows, and marshlands. Lily often rested underneath a tree, a bush, or in a corn field, crying as she wished for someone to find her and take her home, and to see Henry again. She ate the grass to satisfy her hunger, but it wasn't enough for her. Her body grew thinner and the bones began to show through her fur. She almost lost hope of giving up when she found the truck that could take her back home, but it left her behind and she found the billboard that read SANDLEFORD, and found the scent of rabbits close by.

"Lily, wake up!" Pipkin's voice echoed all around her.

The doe shot upward, eyes widened and breathing in and out heavily. Looking around, she realized where she was and remembered how she got here. She let out a relieved sigh, glad to be among friends.

Pipkin gazed up at her, worried. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"I-I'm fine," she replied, slightly stumbled by her memory.

"Right, let's be cunning and trick Man out with some lettuce," announced Bigwig.

The band crept downhill and approached the farm with caution. No sign of other rabbits living here, and thankfully no shining wires hidden in the bushes. But, two dogs were tired up to their dog houses just outside the farm house. One was a big Rottweiler and the other a large dark brown Labrador. Cat tracks engraved in the dirt, forcing Hazel to quietly warn everybody to be cautious. No one had to tip toe past the dogs to reach the flayrah stuffed in crates, thank goodness. The vegetable crates were located beyond the barn and out of human eyesight, some piled up on the others, a few were on the ground close enough for rabbits to reach in and scoop out whatever they could find to eat.

"It's so nice to eat flayrah close to the down rather than at Cowslip's warren," Strawberry said, her cheeks stuffed with turnips.

"I agree." Blackberry nibbled on a cabbage leaf.

"This must be all the flayrah in the world!" Pipkin was enjoying his carrot for his late night supper.

"So, who's going to miss a few carrots, eh Pipkin?" Bigwig smiled, affectionately winking at him.

Whilst everybody ate the vegetables, Lily was eating a radish until she caught the whiff of a familiar scent. Her nose sniffed the ground, finding old pawprints of rabbit tracks in the grass, alongside human footprints, small human footprints that belonged to a child.

"Hutch rabbits!" she whispered.

"Did you say something?" Hazel questioned, approaching her with a lettuce leaf stuck to his tooth.

Lily began to giggle at this, until she noticed his hard expression that she quieted down. "Sorry, but you got something in your tooth. Second, I think there are hutch rabbits here."

Raising an eyebrow, Hazel sniffed at the tracks but not before he removed the lettuce leaf from his buck tooth. "You're right. They could be hutch rabbits. But where are they?" he wondered.

The two rabbits followed the trail that lead them to the inside of the farm's supply shed. They saw cages, and inside of them was another rabbit, a female. The rabbit spotted their presence and looked up, surprised to see them. The rabbit herself had half brown-white fur and light blue eyes. She was indeed the loveliest doe who Hazel had ever met. Spellbound, he stared at her with a dreamy gaze in his green eyes. The white and brown doe gazed at him with her own affectionate smile.

"Hello, there." Lily interrupted the moment, introducing herself and Hazel to the hutch rabbit. "My name is Lily, and this is my friend, Hazel. What's your name?"

"My name is Clover," greeted the white and brown doe, politely. "Welcome to Nuthanger Farm. Where do you come from?"

"Clover..." Hazel whispered, his eyes droopy and his smile looked quite silly when becoming smitten.

"Snap out of it, lover boy." Lily jokingly poked him on the arm, giggling.

Hazel briefly shot a hard frown at her, then he turned his attention back to Clover to answer her question. "We come from Sandleford Warren, but my friends and I left it to find a new home, at the down nearby. We do as we please. We eat grass or lie in the sun. Do you ever get out?"

"Oh, yes." Clover nodded. "Sometimes, a little girl takes us out to put us in a pen on the grass."

"You have a human child, too?" Lily's eyes widen in astonishment.

"Yes, the little girl called Lucy," replied Clover. "Do you have a child who takes care of you?"

"I used to have one, a little boy named Henry. But, there was a fire and... I didn't see what happened to him..." Lily felt like she had found a true friend who could relate to being raised by humans, mostly by a child.

"I'm sorry. I hope he's okay." Clover gave her a sympathetic smile.

Hazel was uncomfortable about the two does bonding over being raised by human children, but he never spoke a word against it, to show no disrespect. At that moment, they heard an eerie hissing mixed with a growling. The rabbits cocked their ears up, alarmed.

"It's Tabitha!" gasped Clover.

"Who is Tabitha?" Hazel asked.

"The cat! You must get out of here, quickly!" Clover warned them.

"It was nice to meet you, Clover!" Lily said, before she hopped out of the shed to go find her friends.

"I hope to see you again, Clover," said Hazel, longingly.

No sooner had the two rabbits made it outside, they were halted in their tracks when Bigwig stood in front of them, frowning disapprovingly.

"What have you two been up to?!" he exclaimed, close to concern. "There's a cat about!"

"You didn't think we could hear the cat coming?" Lily glared.

"Let's not overstay our welcome then." Hazel immediately had everybody leave the crates of vegetables and rushed toward the exit.

However, Pipkin and Lily halted when they heard a familiar gull's voice shout, "Stinking cat! Get away from Kehaar!" Then came a agonizing cry from the gull.

"It's Kehaar!" Lily gasped, turning around to go back to help the seagull.

Pipkin noticed her turning back and followed her. They both stood outside the farm house doors, where a mouse rushed outside and bumped into Pipkin's tummy, bouncing back off and landed on the ground. The mouse had red colored fur with a white underbelly and a pink nose, but what really made her stand out was her eyes. Like Fiver, the mouse also has heterochromia iridium, her left eye a dirt brown color and her right eye a sky blue color. A piece of her right ear had been torn off, most likely received it from the cat a long time ago.

"Rabbits!" yelled the mouse, a female. "Run for your lives! The cat's got Kehaar!"

"Kehaar? The gull?" asked Pipkin, shocked.

"He's in trouble!" Lily said, worried.

Hearing their voices, Hazel and Bigwig paused to look back, realizing to their horror that two of the most important members of their group were not among them.

"Pipkin, no!" cried Hazel.

"Oh, idiot hutch doe doesn't know when the running's good!" Bigwig yelled, irked as he turned around to go back for them.

From inside the barn, Lily and Pipkin and the mouse could hear Kehaar fighting off Tabitha the farm cat. The fight wasn't going too well as cats are more agile and fierce fighters. Kehaar let out a sharp cry when the cat tore into him with her claws and teeth, but the seagull bravely stood his ground. Tabitha is a gray tabby cat with bright yellow eyes and dark gray stripes smeared on her cheeks and forehead that ran down her back to her tail.

"Come on, cat! I show you how to fight!" Kehaar's voice shouted. "YEOOOCH!" he cried, as the cat gave him a harsh thrashing.

Lily had to shield Pipkin's eyes so he couldn't watch this violence. She wished she could do something to help him, but her prayers were answered when Hazel and Bigwig had found them.

"Get away from there, you lot!" Bigwig instantly placed himself between the door and his two closest friends protectively.

"It's Kehaar, he's in trouble!" Pipkin explained desperately, just before the two puzzled bucks could ask questions. "Lily and I met him in the bean field a few days ago. He's lost, just like us. We got to help him!"

"Against a cat?" Hawkbit doubted, as he and the others came over.

"All right," Hazel sighed, as he figured out an idea when he noticed a pile of flower pots just behind the cat as she scratched at Kehaar's wings and bit at his feet. "Wait, here." He instructed to Lily and Pipkin, as he and Bigwig crept inside the farm. Though Lily could barely hear what they were saying as she watched Hazel boldly shouting to get the cat's attention. The cat's head raised up and hissed dangerously at the intruder, leaving the badly wounded gull behind.

"You look hungry? Rats getting too clever, I suppose." Hazel teased, keeping a cool and calm poker face on as the deadly feline bared her fangs. "I bet you can't run at all. You pie-eyed, sauce-licking, scrap-scraper."

"So, who are you, rabbits?" the mouse asked. "And how do you know Kehaar?"

"I'm called Pipkin, and this is Lily," the young kitten introduced himself and to Lily as she nodded politely. "We meet Kehaar a few days ago at a bean field."

"I'm called Hannah," the mouse introduced herself.

And then, their ears caught on to Hazel slyly insulting the cat as Bigwig started to shake the flower pots to make them wobble.

"Can you run?" Hazel asked.

"You'll see." The cat's feminine voice was downright creepy and a little seductive, causing Lily to feel a chill in her body.

"I think not." Hazel grinned.

Suddenly, the tower of flower pots shook and began to topple over, right down toward a petrified cat. Tabitha dodged the smashing pots, but it had awoken the two dozing dogs and they started barking maliciously when they saw the gang of rabbits at the farm. Their barking had woken up the humans inside the house when the lights turned on.

"I think we'd best get away from here!" Silver ordered, forcing the others to flee the farm yard.

"Come on, Kehaar!" Hannah desperately tried to get the gull to stand up and fly off, but the gull had taken a bad beating from the cat and didn't move an inch.

Luckily, Bigwig scooped the unconscious bird onto his back and carried him out of the farm shed. Hazel, Hannah, Lily and Pipkin ran after him as fast as they could go. As the cat recovered from the shock of the crash, she pursued the rabbits across the farm yard, until a child's voice rang out from the back door.

"What's all that racket?" It was the little girl, Lucy, whom Clover mentioned earlier. She noticed some of the rabbits escaping through the front gate, but surprisingly she didn't bother them. When she saw the cat chasing after them, she angrily chided, "Tab? TAB! LET THEM ALONE!" Tabitha stopped and turned to look at her, licking herself as the cat acted like she did nothing wrong. "Cruel thing!" sighed the little girl.


Meanwhile, when every rabbit and creature had escaped the farm, they had to catch their breath. Some of them stared at the unconscious gull as Blackberry examined his injuries, neither of them had ever seen a seagull up this close before. Lily glanced back at the farm as the humans came out to see what the matter is, being very thankful of the child's presence, otherwise the cat would have caught them.

"I've never seen a bird like this one before," said Bluebell.

"Do you think he's the same gull we saw flying a couple days ago?" Dandelion asked.

"All gulls look alike," replied Hawkbit.

"Is he alright?" Hannah asked, deeply concerned.

Blackberry put a paw on his chest to check for a pulse, and smiled. "He's still alive, thank Frith. His right wing is badly torn and his legs are no better either."

"Right, who are you and what are you doing with a gull?" Bigwig questioned the mouse, suspiciously.

"I'm Hannah," she replied sharply. "I was helping Kehaar get some fish to eat from the cat's bowl. Until that damn cat jumped him, out of nowhere."

"YAAAAARRK!" Keehar screeched when he woke up.

The gull's screeches scared the crap out of Bigwig, who jumped and ran toward Lily and Pipkin as if trying to shield them. The gull made strange noises as he tried to stand up, but he fell back down on his stomach.

"Are you okay?" Hazel asked, calmly.

"You think me finished? You come kill me? I'm not finished, I hurt you like damn plenty! I get up plenty soon." Kehaar stared accusingly at the other rabbits, frowning suspiciously. He didn't see Lily and Pipkin, both whom Bigwig tried to protect, much to their dismay.

"We help you." Hazel approached him.

"PISS OFF!" Kehaar cussed. "What for help me?"

"Oh, brambles! Watch your language, gull! There's a kitten present!" Strawberry warned, furiously. She didn't want Pipkin to hear such foul words.

"You're badly hurt. You need help," offered Hazel.

"Wing no good, but I walk plenty good." Kehaar stubbornly tried to walk, but he immediately collapsed. His injured leg prevented him from going on.

"Come on, let it alone." Silver tried to reason with Hazel, finding the gull to be ungrateful and rude.

"Is that how you show gratitude to the rabbits who saved your life?!" Lily growled, leaving Bigwig's side and approached the bird.

Upon recognizing Lily and then Pipkin who trotted beside her, Kehaar's dark face lit up. "Ahh! It is you, little bunny and lady rabbit." His eyes widen when he realized he just spoke a bad word in front of a little kitten. "Excuse my language. I not know you mate with plump rabbit behind you, and these bunnies your friends."

"MATE?!" Lily knew the bird was referring to the offended Bigwig at what he was called.

"The name is Bigwig!" the lion maned rabbit grunted. "And you can count yourself lucky that I just saved your hide, otherwise you'd be dead already!"

"Calm down, Bigwig." Hazel placed a paw on his chest to stop him from starting a fight.

"Are you badly hurt, Kehaar?" Pipkin asked, gently.

"Not too bad," Kehaar spoke, though he flinched at the tremendous sting from his wounds. "Maybe not flies too good... for a while."

"You're not going to last long out in the open with a bad wing, Kehaar," Hannah warned.

Pipkin thought of how he could help Kehaar while his wounds were still fresh, until he got an idea. "Why don't you two come with us? We're going to the high hills over there!" he offered, kindly. "Fiver says it's safe there."

"No thanks. I walk good to-" Once again, Kehaar's injured leg made him collapse again. With no other choice and thinking over Pipkin's words, he asked, "Is long way?"

"Of course not," Lily responded.

"Now, hang on a minute," Bigwig objected, thinking bringing two creatures with them to the down was a bad idea.

"But he's a friend, Hazel." Pipkin pleaded, giving him the sad round eyes. "Let him stay, please."

"You let Strawberry come with us. And Kehaar is wounded, we can't just leave him on his own," Lily convinced, eagerly.

"We're all newcomers here, we need to help each other," Hazel stated, understanding that Lily and Pipkin were right. "I think Kehaar should come with us."

The other rabbits nodded in agreement.

Sighing at being outvoted, Bigwig announced as he caved in, "Right, let's get going."

And so, the entire group continued their journey to the high hills in the night. The moon was high up as they trailed through the field. They followed a path that lead through a small wood, until they reached the bottom of the down hill of the huge down before them.

"We going to have little rest or no?" asked Kehaar.

"How far is it to the top, Kehaar?" Hazel asked, as he and the others turned their heads to the bird.

"Not far if you fly, long walk if you walk," replied the gull.

No one objected the climb, as everyone seemed eager to get up the down. Everyone climbed up the steep hill, or rather hopped upward. A few of them paused to rest a few seconds before resuming the climb. By the time they reached the top, Dandelion made it to an embedded boulder on the ground to get a better view of their new home, and he was star struck by what he saw.

"Come and look, everybody! You can see the whole world!" he called.

The rabbits, Kehaar and Hannah included, made it to her side and their reactions were just the same as hers, admiring the grandest and most spectacular view no one had ever seen before in their lives.

"Oh, Frith on the hills! It's beautiful." Strawberry praised.

"We made it," Fiver sighed, relieved.

"There's great views all around, we'll be able to see any elil coming from miles away," Bigwig added, truly amazed.

"Frith made it all for us!" Silver cheered.

Hazel knew their God couldn't take all the credit - Fiver deserved it the most, because his dreams and visions brought them here. "Frith may have made it, but Fiver found it." He watched his little brother give a bashful smile while the others praised Fiver.

Then everybody turned around to gaze at the tall tree surrounded by a few clusters of trees in a circle, judging by the size of its ground there was enough space for the rabbits to live in.

"This is where we'll start again," said Hazel.

"Yes, it's very good at flies," agreed Kehaar.

"It's called Watership Down," Hannah explained the name of the down.

"Watership Down..." Fiver was quietly thrilled at the name of their new place to live. "Home."

As everybody went to rest under the grove of trees, Lily lingered behind a little while longer. She had fallen in love with her new home, but she secretly worried about her old home and her old family. The doe believed Henry must be alright because he was the last survivor and she hoped to find him, if she ever found him again. Hearing Bigwig beckoning her to come to join them for a good night's sleep, Lily quietly hopped over to them as she began to question whether she should return back to her old life with Henry in a new home or to stay here on Watership Down with her new friends. Those thoughts mused on her for while before she fell asleep right beside Bigwig and the other rabbits.