Dandelion looked up at Hazel’s call. Indeed, they had reached the bottom of the Down. Just a few minutes of climbing up the hill and they would be at home. Then again, it would probably take some time to get everybody inside and since Dandelion and Hawkbit were at the back of column, it would mean they would enter the warren last. As if they weren’t soaking wet already…
He glanced to his right, expecting to find Hawkbit at his side, but he didn’t. He turned around and saw that his friend was a few hops away of him, trying to keep up. The grey rabbit was exhausted, that one was certain. Dandelion himself was in better shape, but only barely. The hardships of battle and journey to and from Efrafa had taken their toll on them all. Thank Frith there was no hungry predator nearby, as they would be too tired to properly protect themselves from it.
“It’s not much longer, Hawkbit,” Dandelion said, trying to comfort him. “We can stop to rest, if you want though.”