"Oh? Don't exaggerate, Mayberry. I don't think that I am worthy enough to be messenger of Frith... I mean Haila." Basil said "But if she thinks otherwise, then I will humbly accept that role." he added, standing on his back feet, head resting on his chest, ears erected, eyes closed and also one paw kept to chest. He stood that way for a few moments, before Thyme spoke up:
"Alright, Basil. You may end posing now." buck said with sarcasm "I am sure that Frith has noticed this by now and you have to lead us to that bridge thing, remember?" Hare opened his eyes and lied down on all fours.
"Yes, yes." hare muttered "Now. All rabbits! Lets move out!" he exclaimed and made one leap in direction of a bridge, before he stopped and turned to Thistle with embarrassed expression "I beg your pardon, Thistle-rah. That was something you should have said."
Pessimist sees a dark tunnel. Optimist sees a light in the tunnel. Realist sees the light of coming train. And a driver sees three idiots standing on the track.
"My heart has joined the thousand, for my friend stopped running today." - Watership Down by Richard Adams.