rabbit season

Curious as to what his hairless companion was seeing, Úlfr scrambled down the ladder to land with an ungraceful plop on the floor. Blinking he peered into the darkness his vision finally fixing on Sunder whose dark form seemed to blend in perfectly with the shadows. At the mention of rabbits he shifted his focus to the smells and sounds of rodent life down in the strange cellar. "Weird, there must be some other entrances they're using to get in here. Maybe some sort of food source lured them in?" It could also be a halfway decent shelter during winter. He moved farther down the aisle, startling one rabbit that vaulted into a glass jar and pinged off into the dark. He watched as the jar spun and crashed on the floor. "Hmm…. want to try and hunt some? We could maybe find something in here to make a snare." Granted he'd never tried to snare something in this environment. Rabbit runs down here wouldn't look like what he was used to working with.