You carefully creep along on your hands and knees. You can hear the bunny-girl bounding through the meadow behind you, crashing through the flowers and bushes. She's got absolutely no clue where you are, and rabbits aren't exactly famous for their hunting abilities. You seem to be in the clear...
...until you put your hand down on a rose-bush. A thorn penetrates a solid half-inch into your hand, and you cry out in pain. Across the field, the bunny-girl perks up her ears.
"Oh, what's this? Does the little cutie want me to find him?"
She giggles. "You must be into the dominant types, huh? Okay, I'm coming to pin you down and hump you silly with these big, strong rabbit legs of mine!"
Well, shit. The bunny-girl is headed straight towards you, and if you don't act carefully, you'll lose this game, and she'll be free to do whatever she wants with you...
What do you do?
