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The leaves were just beginning to change color in Lily's forest home. Lily was a young snowshoe hare, not even six months old. She'd never seen anything other than green on the trees, so the new colors were a surprise.
Lily spent her days hopping from here to there, nibbling on leaves and tender twig tips and bark. Usually, she moved slowly, keeping her ears open for danger. If she kept still, she blended in with the colors of the forest floor and was difficult to see.
