"Larch, how did you survive?!" Vervain questioned him, trying his best to get away. But Captain Campion had pinned him down.

"Well, funny you should ask, traitor!" He answered, baring his teeth, obviously threatening Vervain, who gulped.

"If you don't want to tell it, then that's all right." Campion told him, staring at the stump where Larch's tail had been.

Moss also looked a little heartbroken to see his old friend like this. But he just stayed silent and waited for the story.

"Oh, no, I can tell it. Plus, why not tell Vervain his last story?!" Larch told his friends, giving Vervain a nice and wicked smile, just as Vervain usually would give to his victims.

"Well, it went something like this..." He started as he drifted off into his memories of that awful patrol.

"After I slipped away from Campion, I saw my last glimpse of sunlight," Larch said. "Then everything went complete black. Turns out that I was knocked unconscious by smacking my head into something. Then, once I had awaked, I looked around to see that awful weasel asleep not far from me. But, lucky for me, I hadn't been killed...yet. So I tried to carefully move towards the small ray of sunlight. But then I remembered how bad my leg was because of that stupid beast, so I was forced to limp over. It was a very slow process."

"Not to be rude, but how does this explain the whole tail thing?" Moss pointed out, interrupting his story.

"I am getting to that, don't worry, Moss." Larch reassured him.

"Anyway, so I was slowly limping across the ground, trying my best not to make any sounds to wake the beast. I had almost reached the entrance, when to my utter horror; I heard a large growling noise from behind. I turned to see that the weasel had awaked! I knew I would never be able to outrun it, so I did the only thing I could. I wrapped my paws around a medium size rock and held on for dear life, closing my eyes, knowing I would be dead in a few seconds. Then, to my shock, I only felt a slight pain in my tail. Turns out, the weasel only bit down on it, and not my neck or body. I don't know why. It could have killed me, but thank Frith it didn't. So, it started to try and pull me away from the entrance, but I held on to the rock. My whole backend was being stretched away from me as I cried out in pain, gritting my teeth."

Larch soon decided to stop that part of the story and skipped over it, since he didn't want to recap what happened.

"So, how did you survive after that?" Campion asked.

Campion had gotten tired of holding Vervain down, so he let him stand, but he still had one firm paw placed on the back of his tail, like a cat would do to a mouse.

"If anything, you would have bled to death!"

"Well, you are partially right, Campion. I was bleeding badly." Larch answered, then he gave him a small smile, knowing he would love this next part.

"Turns out, I was saved by the Outsiders. They took me to their home and saved me!"

This news caught everyone's attention, especially Vervain.

"Wait; do you know where they are?" Vervain asked, trying to get away from Campion, but to no avail.

"Yes, I do." Larch answered him.

"This is perfect! You can tell us where they are, and then we can finally destroy them!" Vervain shouted with excitement. Larch frowned at this, since they did save him and they were very nice.

"Yeah, or I could just not tell you anything!" He shouted, baring his teeth at Vervain.

"What? No! You have a duty to Efrafa, and you are going to tell me where they are, or else!" Vervain threatened him, trying to get up in his face, but Campion was preventing him.

"Ha, what could you possibly do to me?" Larch asked as he stared deep into the cowardly rabbit's eyes.

"Moss, Campion, grab him now!" Vervain commanded, but they both ignored him.

"This is treason! Once the General knows about this, you will all be killed!"

Soon Vervain was shoved to the ground. Campion had had enough of his worthless threats.

"What, are you going to tell him yourself? As I recall, you were hiding from him." Moss reminded him.

"All right, run along, or else I will kill you!" Larch threatened; cueing Campion to let Vervain go.

As soon as Vervain was free, he bolted for his life back to the warren, leaving Larch, Moss, and Campion.

"I thought you wanted to kill him, Larch?" Moss asked, curious as to why he let him go so easily.

"Well I did. But if I killed him, then I wouldn't be any better than him." Larch sighed, but he soon found comfort from his two best friends.

"Well, if anything, I am just glad you are alive." Campion told him as they both smiled at each other. Feeling left out, Moss decided to tackle them both to the ground playfully, just like they did when they were kits.

After a little while, they sat up and shared a good long laugh.

But Campion's smile soon turned to a frown.

"You aren't staying, are you?" He asked Larch sadly.

"No. I am sorry, but I just can't live here anymore! Watership Down is my new home!"

"Please, come with me. There is no life here, only death!" He pleaded to his friends, not wanting them to suffer any longer.

"We would love to leave this place, more than anything in the world!" Moss answered, then sighed.

"Yet…we can't leave these slaves here. Not till they are all free."

Larch sighed, knowing he couldn't convince them. Then he gave them a small smile.

"At least you are trying to help them. I wish I could stay and help, but I just can't." He told them, letting a small tear roll down his cheek.

"Don't worry. We will see each other again, once Woundwort has been defeated!" Campion reassured him. They soon embraced one last hug.

"Alright. I have to go before I'm missed at Watership Down. Also…please don't get yourself killed!" Larch joked, and then he had disappeared into the woods, leaving his two best friends.

They two rabbits just sat there in silence staring at the little memorial that they had made for Larch.

"Come on, Moss. We have to go see how Thorn and his family are doing." Campion told him, putting a paw on his shoulder. In return, Moss gave him a nice smile, and they soon left for their friends' prisoner burrow.

Back at Watership Down, after Fiver's transformation, he was too exhausted to hop back to his burrow, so Hazel had carried him back to the bed that he shared with Molly.

After a couple of hours, Fiver let out a giant yawn and opened his eyes, only to be scared by Molly, who had was directly in his face. He jumped backwards in fright.

Molly just giggled at this, and went over to help him back on his feet. In return, he laughed too.

"Well, that is one way to wake someone up." Fiver chuckled as they both sat together.

"Yeah, well, now I am hungry. You want to go and get something to eat?" She asked him, pacing back and forth, obviously wanting to go now.

"Sure. I am kind of hungry as well." Fiver answered. With that said, they left their burrow for the honeycomb.

Once they were in the honeycomb, they looked around to see if they could find Bigwig or Hazel, because after what had happened to Fiver, they were forced to check in with either one of them if they wanted to go anywhere. Sadly, they were nowhere to be seen, so they were forced to wait.

Fiver decided to go and sit down while he waited. Molly had a different way to distract herself, she started to just jump up and down for fun.

"Hey, I just remembered something. Isn't Hawkbit your new helper?" Molly asked. "He is, isn't he? So why don't you just make him go get our food?"

"No. I don't want to bother him." He told her, trying to spare Hawkbit the pain of running to the farm and back just for them.

"Nonsense, I will go get him!" Molly stated, as she jumped out of the Honeycomb to go and find the lazy rabbit.

Fiver sighed, he was all alone again, and he really didn't want to bother Hawkbit, even if the other rabbit was responsible for hurting him.

"Hey, Fiver." Larch said, as he entered the Honeycomb.

"Oh, hello, Sunflower." Fiver replied, happy that he wasn't alone anymore.

Larch soon sat next Fiver and chuckled a little, confusing him.

"What's so funny?" The little seer asked, trying to figure out was so funny. Did he find something funny, or was it Fiver himself?

"It's just that I forgot that my name around here was Sunflower." Larch answered, confusing Fiver even more.

"My name isn't Sunflower…it's really Larch." He explained.

Fiver now understood why it was so funny.

"Wait, your name is Larch?!" Bigwig exclaimed, startling Larch and Fiver. Turns out that he had just walked in with Hazel, who was confused about why Bigwig would act like this.

Soon, Larch founded himself pinned to the wall by Bigwig, trying his best not to fight back, not want to accidently hurt Bigwig. Obviously, he had a good reason for this.

"Bigwig, what are you doing?!" Fiver yelled, surprised that Bigwig would act out like this, especially at someone brand new to Watership Down.

"Hazel, get Fiver away from him!" Bigwig told Hazel as he kept Larch pinned. Hazel didn't ask why. He immediately went into action, fearing that maybe this rabbit was targeting his brother, and forced Fiver behind him.

"Bigwig, why are you attacking him? Is he after Fiver?" Hazel asked, worried that his little brother might be in danger once again.

"No, but Larch is from Efrafa. Yet, what he didn't tell us is that he is a Captain there, not a slave like he said!" Bigwig exclaimed, shocking Fiver and Hazel.

"Why didn't I see it before? I knew you looked familiar!"

"Yes, I am a Captain from Efrafa." Larch sighed, knowing they would have figured it out sooner or later no matter what he said.

Hazel pushed Fiver back as far away from Larch as possible, making sure he was in no danger.

"But it's not what you think!" Larch said.

"What, that you were going back to Efrafa and telling them where we are?" Bigwig growled. "I should kill you right now!"

With that said, Bigwig let go of Larch and raised his right paw, readying to kill the rabbit.

"No, Bigwig, don't!" Fiver told him, running away from Hazel and protecting his new friend from death.

"Fiver, move! Now!" He yelled at the little seer.

Fiver didn't move. He knew Bigwig would never hurt him.

Bigwig soon sighed and sat his paw back down on the ground, knowing that Fiver would never move, since he did think every rabbit was good.

"Thank you Fiver. And you can see I am not for Efrafa anymore. They did this to me, like I said before!" Larch told them, pointing to his new stump for a tail.

"Why would I betray you? It's so peaceful here and everyone is so nice. It's so much better than Efrafa!"

"Bigwig, how do you know who he is?" Hazel asked, as Fiver went back over to sit next to his older brother.

"Well, it was when I snuck into Efrafa to save Primrose and Blackavar. I saw Captain Campion speaking to him and another rabbit. I think his name was Moss." He told them.

"That's why he looked so familiar."

"Well, I can understand why you were worried. But I am on your side. If I wasn't, I wouldn't even be here!" Larch said, confusing them.

"I went to Efrafa this morning, to prove that I wasn't dead. And of course that little Vervain wanted to know where Watership Down is…but, of course, I didn't tell him!"

"Well, I am sorry we overreacted, Larch." Hazel apologized also glaring at Bigwig.

Obviously this was a cue for him to apologize as well.

"Yeah, sorry." Bigwig replied, annoyed that he had to apologize for protecting them, even if it was a little overboard.

"Hey, Fiver, I couldn't find Hawkbit. Are Hazel and Bigwig back yet?" Molly called from the run.

"Oh, I guess you did…and you found Sunflower too."

"Sorry, Molly, but my real name is Larch." Larch told her.

"Well, alright, Larch. I mean, I like Sunflower better, but if you want to be Larch, that's cool." Molly joked as she hopped back and sat next to her lover.

"Why did you need Hawkbit anyway?" Hazel asked.

"Oh…well, I was going to get him and make him go and get us some food, since we couldn't find you two." Molly answered, still remembering that she was hungry.

"Wait, why don't you just go?" Larch asked, a little confused on why they needed someone else to get them food.

"It's because I don't want them to go anywhere, unless they're escorted by me or Bigwig." Hazel answered, as he stood next to them and sighed a little.

Hazel actually needed to do some things with Bigwig, but he saw that he would have to take them.

"Well since you can't find Hawkbit and you and Bigwig look busy enough, I guess I can take them to the Farm." Larch proposed.

"I guess its okay. They are hungry, anyway." Hazel chuckled. But he soon stopped and stared at Larch.

"Alright go. But you will not put them in any sort of danger, or threaten their lives in anyway, or else you will deal with me!" Hazel threatened him, making sure Larch understood the task at hand.

"Yes, I will be careful, and if there are any signs of danger, I will make sure they make it out safe." He reassured Hazel, who smiled in return, knowing that he could trust Larch with his baby brother and Molly.

With that said, Fiver and Molly led Larch to the farm to get some food, leaving Hazel and Bigwig in the honeycomb.

"Are you sure we can trust him?" Bigwig whispered, still suspicious of Larch, thinking he might just turn against them if he got the chance.

"I trust him. Bigwig, do you have trust issues?" Hazel joked as he went down another run from the Honeycomb.

"No! No, I don't!" Bigwig yelled back as he followed his leader down the run, hearing him laugh, since he found this so funny.

Back at Efrafa, Moss and Campion had been talking to Thorn and his family, and trying their best to discuss more on the issue with the slaves and their rebellion.

Thorn and his family were in their prison burrow with Campion and Moss, who were helping them fix the plan a little.

"Yes, I think it will work…but we will need Hazel and his rabbits!" Moss told them.

"We also need a lot of diggers, and strong ones as well."

"This will work! I snuck around and started talked to the other slaves. They're in on whatever we are going to do, since they hate it here too." Lily exclaimed, upsetting her Father.

"I told you not to put yourself in danger! What if you get caught?" Thorn lectured her. Of course, she didn't care, and just rolled her eyes.

"I wasn't going to get caught, dad. I am not a baby anymore!" she yelled at him.

In return, he sighed.

"You know, you should really listen to your father. He is just looking out for you." Campion whispered to her.

"I guess you're right. I am sorry, dad. It's just, I feel like you act as if I am still a kit." Lily apologized, giving her father a nice hug.

"Well, that's my job as a father. When you have a family of your own you will worry, just like your mother did." Thorn joked. Then he sighed as he remembered his mate and the good times they shared.

"Alright, I think we have planned enough. Now he just have to ask Hazel for his help and find those stronger diggers. Then we will be set, and can end Woundwort once and for all!" Moss told them, cueing for him and Campion to leave, since it looked like Thorn need to be alone with his family.

So, the two captains left Thorn and his family.

"Dad, are you alright?" Henry asked, worried that his father was upset.

"Yes, I am alright. I was just thinking about your mother." Thorn told them.

"You know you never did tell us the story about how our mother died, or how we lost our other sister," Willow said, hoping to hear a story.

"Well, I guess you are old enough to know." Thorn sighed, wishing he would never have to tell them.

"Alright, gather around."

Willow, Lily, and Henry gathered around their father, ready to listen to his story…

"Come on, Thorn, you can't be tired already!" Lucy called as the two ran off together.

"Lucy, I don't understand how you can run so fast and not get tired!" Thorn called after her, panting hard, and trying to keep up with his mate.

"Plus, shouldn't we be with the kits right now?"

"Hey, they're big enough to take care of themselves!" Lucy shouted back, waiting for him by a small tree in an open field.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. You were always the adventurous type, weren't you?" Thorn teased her as they met and kissed under the small tree.

"Ah, what do we have here?" A terrible voice called. They looked from each other to see that they were surrounded by soldiers.

"Well, we are a couple, stupid. But judging from your face, I doubt you could ever get a doe!" Lucy mocked him, standing up for herself.

The biggest one was pure black like utter darkness. He looked very strong and very mad.

"Well, I guess we have a little joker here!" The rabbit announced to his soldiers.

"Who are you?" Thorn asked as he stood next to his mate.

"I am Captain Woundwort, and you are coming with us to Efrafa!" He told them.

"Alright, gather them up, and let's go!"

"Ha, you are very funny if you think you can lay one paw on me!" Lucy announced, standing in a fighting position.

Of course Thorn stood next to her ready to fight to the end with the rabbit he loved.

"Fine then. I guess we can just kill you and leave it that." Woundwort told them coldly.

"Kill them! Kill both of them!"

With that said, the soldiers started their advance on the two.

The first soldier was very unlucky with his attack. As soon as he met Lucy and tried to hit her, his throat was ripped out and he lay dying on the ground. They didn't know that Lucy was a born fighter.

Soon the two lovers were forced away from each other. Thorn had killed another before he was pinned. The ones holding him down didn't kill him. They were forcing him to watch his mate slowly losing the battle.

She had already killed three, but she grew tired. Yet she still fought on for her mate and kits. Lucy let out a small, short scream as someone scratched her across the chest.

She slowly panted, trying to catch her breath, and hold off the enemy. But what she didn't know was that Woundwort had decided to join the fight and was sneaking up on her.

It felt like time had slowed down for Thorn as he screamed Lucy's name. But soon she was run through by three sharp, long claws which went into her chest. She fell to the ground, coughing up blood.

"No!" Thorn screamed as he watched her fall to the ground. He tried his his best to get free, but couldn't.

"Weak and pathetic!" Woundwort told Lucy, spitting on her body as he walked over to Thorn, who was breaking down into tears.

"Now, you die as well!" Woundwort told him, as he picked him up by the front of his fur on neck.

Thorn was silent. His body was filled with sadness, and then he remembered his kits, knowing he would have to stay alive for them.

"No, you die!" Thorn screamed, surprising Woundwort. With that said, Thorn ran his two front teeth right into Woundwort's left eye.

He screamed out in pain, and let go of Thorn, who crawled away as fast as possible. Lucky for Thorn, Woundwort's soldiers had to take him back to Efrafa. If they hadn't acted fast. he would have bled out and died.

Thorn made it over to his dying mate, crying over her body.

"Thorn, take care of the children." Lucy instructed him as she coughed up more blood, then she grasped his paw, staring into his eyes.

"I will. I won't let anything happen to them!" He reassured her.

"I love you so much!"

Sadly he felt his paw being released. She had died.

"No, you can't die!" Thorn screamed as he grasped her body, crying like a kit.

Sadly, she was dead. As soon as he stopped crying, he picked up her body and took her back to his Warren.

"I will kill you Woundwort! I promise!" Thorn thought as he slowly made his way back.

"So that's what happened to your mother." Thorn told them, finishing the story.

His kits just sat there in total silence…that is, until Lily had broken the silence with a question.

"So that's why we can fight so well?" she asked.

Her father wrapped his paws around her.

"Yes. I was never much of a fighter, anyway." He laughed, trying to break the sadness.

"She could kick my butt anytime of the day!"

"She sounded amazing Dad." Henry told him, crying a little.

"She was. So that's why I can't let anything happen to you guys. I will never break your mother's promise!" Thorn told them, as he made them get into a group hug and Willow cried in his chest. But he did feel better as he was surrounded by his loved ones.

"Hey that reminds me…what about the story of my sister?" Lily asked, as she pulled a little away from her father.

"Oh, that story. Yes, here, let me make sure I can remember." Their father joked...

Thorn was panting, as he ran with his children on his back and the smallest of the children in his mouth. The Efrafan patrol was right behind them. He soon stopped to take a breath.

Sadly, he knew they couldn't outrun them or fight them. His children could make it in Efrafa…all but the smallest one.

So he did the hardest thing a father could. He had to let her go, so he searched around until he saw a hollow log, small enough to put his daughter in.

He slowly let her go inside, setting her down in the log and covering her up with some old leaves, hoping the Efrafans wouldn't check the log.

"I love you, don't you ever forget that!" He whispered as he gave her one last small kiss. His kit wasn't even old enough to have her eyes open.

"Lucky for me, she didn't whine or cry, so they didn't find her, thank Frith…but then we were captured and taken away, and before I was out of sight, I saw a large badger searching the log." Thorn sighed, fearing that his daughter had been eaten.

"That's sounds terrible, dad. I am sorry you had to do that." Lily told him as he finished his story.

"What was her name?" Willow asked, since his father never had told them.

"Her name…her name was..." He stopped, letting out a large sigh, and then finished his sentence.

"Molly."