The quiet evening air was chilly and crisp near the river bed, the only sound filling it was the gentle bubbling of the water. A small rabbit hopped up beside it, twitching its nose side to side as it smelled the air. Suddenly, the water before it began to bubble slightly, spalshing the rabbit with small droplets of water. The rabbit backed away a little, as the bubbles grew larger and more furious, making the water frothy. A hand appeared out of the river suddenly, then another. Soon, a beautiful young woman walked out of the cold river water and onto the bank. She had a mysterious smile on her pale, yet flawless face, her pale blue eyes sparkling with peace. She pulled her straight hair over her shoulder, wringing out the water and letting it splash onto her feet. "And what do you think you're doing?" She asked the rabbit in her heavy, yet smooth British accent. It quietly squeaked with fear, quickly hopping off back int othe forest.