Remery put down the basket of flowers and chased the rabbit.
The basket topples and fresh spring spreads across the pavement.
The chase for the rabbit was short and long.
Too short for she wanted to feel it longer.
Too long for she wanted to have the rabbit sooner.
She touched the rabbits ears, and realised she had accidentally stepped on it when she ambushed the rabbit.
She tried to cradle the rabbit, but it jumped out and continued running.
This time faster.
On her chase, she chanced upon a farm, from which she quickly extracted fresh vegetation to lure the rabbit.
As she caught up to the rabbit, she threw a turnip up ahead of it.
It ignored it completely.
She heaved, then threw a potato, and this time it worked.
She hid herself into a nearby bush to observe the rabbit hastily eating the vegetation.
The rabbit was a unique brown.
Slightly small but still average for a rabbit.
Having affectionate feelings for an animal as such was rather silly.
Yet it seemed that Remery had become the fool she commonly insults.
The rabbit managed to completely finish the potato, and was already on it's way to find somewhere safe.
She was not going to give up.
If she had the chance, she couldn't afford to lose it.
Despite the way things were looking she somehow believed that.
When she saw the rabbit stopping right beneath a car, she shot her arms out and snatched the rabbit once again.
The rabbit struggled, but to no avail.
The poor critter looked at her knowingly yet unhappily.
It seemed to have decided that it did not like her.
It's eyes, a permanent black that was empty and full.
That darts around and doesn't look very focused.
Remery cuddled up to the rabbit, expecting a fairy tale story to begin, but felt pure cold.
She wants it but it doesn't want her.
The sort of disappointment experienced is crippling.
And her hands loosened to allow for a quick escape by the rabbit.
Discouraged but not done, she continued to pursuit.
A hope that the next time something would change.
This time she passed by a market place.
She snatched two carrots and fled after paying.
Once again she threw it ahead of the rabbits' path.
And the rabbit responded almost instantly.
This time when she grabbed it, it didn't flinch at all and continued eating the carrot.
She looked at it wide eyed and confused.
It was totally calm.
Almost like it did not care anymore.
However, a sudden wolf cry managed to kick back it's flight response.
It powerfully broke free from Remery's grasp and continued to flee.
Now it was challenging.
The sun was setting.
The encapsulating dying shadows of light provided for a ambient background.
Her breath was getting lighter.
She decided this was it, the final chase.
She aimed her carrot and threw.
The rabbit stopped again, as always.
When she came to grab it she felt it.
She felt it all.
The annoyance,
The pity,
The disgust.
She put down the rabbit.
And she understood.
She had to give up.
