From bounce to bounce he left the field and climbed on to some taller hills. There between some half hided rocks was living the pigeon hawk, birds fear. At some distance the rabbit started to whistle: tu….tuuu….tututuu…. The hawk that was enjoying his time after a good meal woke up and he left in search of the annoying person. -What are you doing there, naughty rabbit? -Oh mister hawk, I¢ve just touched my  pipe made from my magic fur. I beg your pardon  for the noise but I was thirsty and I was calling the water at me. -Oh! Exclaimed  the  hawk, so your hair sounds like a magic pipe? -Yes mister hawk, just that when  you whistle there appears every kind of  food you want. -Look at that! I¢d want one thread of hair of yours, so I needn¢t go hunting anymore. The bunny smiled because of the naivety of the hawk and with a careless voice said: