A ripple in the gently waving sea of vegetation caught his eye. The movement ran counter to the direction of the wind, like the wake from a shark's fin just below the surface of the water.
Drusilla rose giggling from the field, a small rabbit in each hand. "Mummy, found a prize. A snack before bed time."
"Let's go see if we can't find you something with a little more substance, love."
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