White rabbit's ears turned and headed off one by another down this path which had little bits of sun bursting through the branches that lived over this path. A few sunbursts later, white rabbit spied a river in the midst, so thought to not really say anything and take his steering ears to the back of the pack by saying “Oh look at that big tree!”, and stopping to look at a big tree that happened to be there at the time. None of the other rabbits were bothered enough to stop to look at the tree, so it wasn't long later when white rabbit's steering ears happened to hear, “Oh look, whats that?”

White rabbit sighed, “Pixie Pod told me once that that was in fact a river”.

“What's a Pixie Pod?”, beamed the littlest rabbit. White rabbit giggled to himself, “Pixie Pod is another story all together, but what is important is that, that river thing is moving drink which sometimes falls out of the sky, and cannot be walked upon by rabbits, because they will just go down and stop being rabbits”.

“How do we get over there so?”, furthered the little rabbit.

White rabbit's face changed, “Eh, do we need to be on the other side of the river?”

“Well we have come this far and it would be a shame to turn back all because rabbits can't walk on rivers”, grinned littlest rabbit.

White rabbit pondered, “maybe if we went someway along the river we might find something bigger than the river, that lives over the river, so what do you think we should do?”

“I think we should have another vote”, said the littlest rabbit, “or maybe even two”.

“What do you mean?”, asked the white rabbit. The littlest rabbit then stated with all the other rabbits attentions. “What I think I mean is that we could vote on wheather to go on or go back, and if it was decided that we should go on, do we then go this way or that, along the river”.