Then Fionn saw a rabbit hop by him. Without thinking about it he took off, quickly. Fionn was blown away by how quick he was and how wonderful it felt running on four legs instead of two. If he could run this fast in real life, he would be the star of the track team instead of where he usually was, somewhere near the last to finish. Fionn thought, “Forget about everything else. This is the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I can run like this forever.” Except then he smelled the rabbit again. He forgot about everything except how hungry he was. But, then, another coyote snuck up out of nowhere and quickly sank its teeth into the neck of the rabbit so that the creature was paralyzed into stillness, ready to be carried away and consumed. Fionn was oddly jealous. He had never seen anything that looked as appetizing to him as that limp rabbit looked hanging from another coyote’s jaws.

Now in real life, Fionn might go for a hamburger, but the closest thing to that here was buffalo, and Fionn knew there was no way he was going to try and tackle one of those big guys. So, Fionn just nibbled on some grass, but he kept his ears perked for grasshoppers, more rabbits, or any other tasty morsel that might come his way.