Seldom did a hare run without a reason to do so.
As Irene pulled tight her bowstring and released in what seemed to be the same second, she very nearly leapt forward to stop the arrow, but it was much faster than her and hit its intended target.
However, her reason for panic was the white fox who chased the bunny. She had been told in the past that they were one of the rarest to see in the north because of how well they blended into the snowy environment.
However, this place was shadowed by thick, never bare trees. The snow being shallower inside the forest made it so that it was more hidden than it would be if it were running across the amazing, flat plains that offered the most snow in the area.
