Fluttershy awoke to Angel thumping his foot against her cheek. She pushed herself up groggily. "What is it Angel?" she asked in her sweet, soft voice. "Is something wrong?"
The white bunny nodded, and pointed at his stomach, which rumbled violently.
"Oh!" Fluttershy exclaimed. "You're hungry!" She got to her hooves, letting the morning sun soak her pale yellow fur, and trotted down stairs. She looked all around her cottage for a carrot for Angel to munch out, but much to her discouragement, found none ... "Oh, that's too bad," she muttered. She turned to Angel. "How about some tasty celery instead?"
Angel closed his black, beady eyes, and shook his head.
