Hmm… a single carrot. This would do nicely as a little treat for the rabbit family. Sauntering back into her kitchen workspace, Snow laid the orange vegetable down along her cutting board and took up one of her knives, not having noticed the absence of her deer friends… but certainly hearing the sudden knock against the door.
Her hand froze in the air. Her humming stopped on a dime. Snow’s eyes surveyed the empty kitchen, looking cautiously to the bunny visitors, whose ears perked up at the sound. Was that…?
“Hm.” Snow mumbled, “It is awfully early for the dwarves to be back. Oh, maybe they forgot something-” As she started for the door, an insistent bluejay grabbed hold of her dress’s sleeves and pulled back with all it’s tiny might. Snow paused, looking over her shoulder at the little bird with a worried, confused expression. “Oh, now, what’s this all about?” She asked, but the bluejay merely spun in the air and chirped worriedly.
Snow wasn’t totally clueless; by now, she was beginning to take a hint. The dwarves would help themselves inside. If perhaps this was a servant of the Evil Queen… she’d hate to leave someone hanging, but for her own safety, she left the door unattended. For now. If someone really needed her, they’d knock twice. Still, Snow couldn’t fight off the ominous feeling creeping down her spine...
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