Lost Creek Hollow and as I set to face it, I'm unsure should I embrace it, should I run?

The rabbit was a gift. Cracking from the young man’s voice as he lowered the prey to his paws. He had said that it was for Faun, for the help she had offered him. 

The dark star nodded his head, knowing that Faun was skilled and that her kindness made her talents with medicine even stronger. He hoped that she had been able to restore the dark stranger. It did not look as though the road had done him much good. 

Crowfeather drew a few steps closer. His movement was tentative. It could have been for the benefit of the boy. More than likely, it was to ease the Riverclan leader into a closer proximity with someone unknown. 

Why don’t you come in? We’ll see if we can find her together. You can give that gift yourself, he said, motioning to the rabbit.