Big Salmon Lake Is this the prize I've waited for

First impressions, they were important, and if the girls reactions to his terrible lie was any indication he just made a terrible one. When she began to turn and leave he let out a large sigh. "okay, so it's a rabbit. ..it sort of... Got the better of me" why was a talking turnip any better?

He looked back over his shoulder at the entrance to his former preys home he was hungry, confused, and feeling pretty sorry for himself about now, it was about then that he had the idea of asking another stranger for help. Of course no one previously had much to offer him, but maybe this one would. "Hey, don't go. I don't suppose you know about getting rabbits?" yellow eyes looked on in hope, from a dirt covered face.