Pg. 37-I hear a bush rustling. I quickly whip my head around. "Who's there?" I say. "Come out!" Shyly, an orange rabbit and a choa approach me. The rabbit is a little girl, no more than six is my guess. "Hey," I say softly, getting on one knee. "What's your name?" "Cream," she says. "And this is Cheese." "It's nice to meet you two," I say.