For the first time in hrair days, Strawberry had an extra hop in his step during silflay. The homba situation had been resolved, and it appeared as if Bigwig’s talk about “the wisdom of the Owsla” had finally come to … Continue reading Werewolf 116: Watership Down, Day 7

Blackberry and Dandelion, the inventor and the storyteller, huddled together in their shared burrow. “When you were captured by the Efrafans,” Dandelion said, “I knew you would find a way back to me. You’re such a clever rabbit.” Blackberry’s ears … Continue reading Werewolf 116: Watership Down, Day 6

Shortly after ni-Frith, the rabbits of the Down were at silflay when they saw a familiar shape limp towards the meadow from the east. Bluebell looked up. “Is that … ?” “… Blackberry?!” shouted Fiver. Ears pricked up across the … Continue reading Werewolf 116: Watership Down, Day 5

Blackberry waited until Inlé was at its peak to push himself up from the floor of his burrow. He quietly hopped around the other sleeping rabbits and made his way out of the den. He looked up at the black … Continue reading Werewolf 116: Watership Down, Day 4

Efrafa is a big warren, a good deal bigger than the Down. The whole warren is organized to conceal its existence. The holes are all hidden and the Owsla have every rabbit in the place under orders. You can’t call … Continue reading Werewolf 116: Watership Down, Day 3

The next morning, the rabbits were at silflay when their ears pricked up with a cry: “Captain Holly! Come quickly!” Several rabbits bounded downslope, where Blackavar was pointing at the mud. “More fresh tracks,” Holly said. “A lot of them. … Continue reading Werewolf 116: Watership Down, Day 2

Hyzenthlay sat on her haunches near the crest of the rise, looking down at the summer grass that covered the slope below. Rabbits clumped in groups of two or three at silflay. The morning had been clear, but just after … Continue reading Werewolf 116: Watership Down, Day 1

After Hazel-rah, Bigwig, and the others freed the captive does from Efrafa and repelled General Woundwort’s attack, the rabbits of the Down settled into a life of tranquility. For two springs, the warren flourished, and new kittens were soon hopping … Continue reading Werewolf 116: Watership Down, Sign-Ups