That afternoon they heard it; they were coming. Birds fled across the land. Quickly, they grabbed their bags. Before, they left the warren their mother stopped them and gave Pipkin a campus. She said it was the family heirloom shining in the little sunset light that was left Pasko holding baby Prune. Their mother did not come as she would just slow them down as she was too old. 

They left and said their final bye as they knew the foxes were coming. Starting their journey, they walked through the frightful forest as the night sky lit with stars. They came to a slow stop as it was getting cold. They made a small burrow that they could sleep in for the night. Would they ever make it to Misty Mountain?