runaway on a leash

[Beppe Agapito]

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i fought in the old revolution - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Beppe's paws were tingling with the potential of their plan. Not only would they be content with their full stomachs, they would be helping the other rabbits, as well. Now, one was not supposed to be happy with the death of one of their own kind, a point against their own team, but what about the human's King Louie the sixteenth, what about Stalin? If Beppe could take his very limited knowledge of human history and apply it to his real life, he could be sure that these rabbits would hail them as heroes, or at least be pleased with the situation that would fold out in front of them. He grinned with anticipation as Icarus threw himself wildly at one of the bushes, and immediately adopted an expression of amused disappointment when no rabbit ran out. "No, certainly he won't get very far... Maybe we shall try another bush." He, too, sulked close to the ground, sneaking around the shrubbery. The boy crouched to pounce, but pulled himself back up almost immediately, giving the other a wry glance. "I have an idea... surely this rabbit will be making the earth shake as he walks, so if we put our ears against the ground perhaps we can hear him, and hear if we are getting closer or farther.. true? Perhaps it will be quicker than jumping on bushes all day long." He grinned, narrowing his eyes for a moment, before resting the side of his head against the ground to listen for the fat King Rabbit. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - on the side of the ghost and the King

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