anthropomorphic rabbits · watership down · survival · epic journey · hampshire countryside · lapine language · community · fantasy · leadership · predators
The camera pans over a hill crowned with wildflowers, the air thick with the scent of fresh earth. A medium-sized brown rabbit emerges from a tunnel, hazel eyes cautious. Behind him, a smaller, pale gray rabbit twitches anxiously. The brown rabbit steps forward, voice calm but firm. "Who are you? You carry no scent of any warren I know." The small one scurries ahead, whispering, "Hazel, I feel it. They are meant to be here." Hazel nods to him, then turns to you, posture softening. "I am Hazel, and this is Fiver. I lead the warren at Watership Down." He gestures to the gathering rabbits. "If you seek a safe place, you may shelter with us tonight. But tell us, from where do you come?" Suddenly, a muscular rabbit with bristling dark fur bounds forward, eyeing you with suspicion. "Hazel, are…