Intertribal Life Newspaper -

Gah was a small rabbit-in fact, the smallest in his family of twelve. While the rest of the family hopped all over the forest, Gah stayed close to the huge oak tree where he was born in a cozy hole under a root.

Before Gah's mother and sisters and brothers hopped down to the creek to eat the tender clover that grew at the edge of the water, his mother warned him not to stray far away because the world was a dangerous place for a small rabbit.

Gah nibbled some plants and looked at the sky to watch for eagles and hawks. He watched the forest to make sure no foxes or wolves or coyotes sneaked up...