Crumble got to know that Clemens used a potion he had prepared beforehand and had always kept hidden in his clothes for emergency situations. He did never expect such a situation to happen, but better be prepared for anything (I bet you also know the question of taking an umbrella with you or not? If you don’t take it, even if the sun is shining like mad when you leave home, it will most certainly rain later on when you have to get back again. If you DO take the umbrella, it probably won’t rain at all. But you also won’t get rained on for sure. Hm. If you don’t know this problem it’s just me D:)…
The potion had been designed to turn Clemens into whatever creature he needed to become in this situation and HOW LONG he needed to be in this form. Unfortunately, Clemens had prepared this potion very long ago. Very, very long ago. And even though these little magical drinks usually don’t lose any of their abilities if kept in a suited little glass, the feature ‘as long as needed’ seemed to have worn off. Clemens had only realized that short before drinking it, while writing the quick letter. He had heard about this problem before and that’s also why certain potions should be mixed again after a specific time to make sure they would still work correctly.
He had to admit, for now it was too late…

When he woke up, Crumble noticed the two girls searching for a spell or cure in lots of different magic books and was doubting they would easily find something. Whatever Clemens had used was meant to get him safely back home and should not quickly be made undone by new magicians. He must have travelled all the way as a bunny and nobody even thought he could be something else. Yet, since the color of his fur was rather unusual for a rabbit, he might count as a ‘magical experiment bunny’, similar to the ones those ‘magicians’ pull out of their hats.
Oh, Clemens was awake, too! Crumble made signs that he should get to the cat basket and indeed the rabbit hopped towards him. Now was to show that he could be a hero when everybody else was clueless what to do! He started talking to the bunny in rabbit language and after a confused look of Clemens and several unsuccessful tries of speaking right (Crumble understood ‘toothpaste’, ‘Chinese restaurant’ and ‘endoplasmatic reticulum’), it finally worked. Maybe he had used some strange accent before?
The cat asked Clemens about what had happened, which magic he had used and how to turn him back into a human. Also, they talked about how dangerous the Black Raven were at the moment. With the help of his gemstone and the spirit inside it, Crumble was able to let the pen he had put next to his basket write down everything on the paper. The tool was hovering above the ground and swiftly moving across the lines.
Before, he had never had the need to write something down, Crumble’s brain worked well enough to remember anything important. But now he had to tell those humans exactly what to do and this was probably the quickest way.

Jenna took the rabbit on her arms and picked up something else from the ground. “How do you know it’s him?”, Stella wondered. The werewolf-girl showed her what had laid next to the little creature: another postcard just like the one Stella had received. “Because of this”, she added. You have to know that werewolves got better senses than humans and she probably saw this little card from far away… or just followed her instincts.
They hurried to Stella’s apartment to have a closer look at the card: when they put the paperweight on it, the following lines appeared:
“I have to hurry. Will try to turn into a little animal and escape. Please help me when I am back home”
The last words had been scribbled quickly as if he had only had seconds left. The picture on the postcard revealed a photo of his house. He probably didn’t have the time to create something else…
In the meantime, bunny Clemens had fallen asleep, exhausted from what had happened. Crumble curiously sniffed at him and collected a few items next to his basket. Was he preparing for something? The cat watched the rabbit carefully, as if waiting for him to wake up. He yawned. Sleeping bunnies are not known for keeping you well entertained and so Crumble fell asleep as well.

After looking through the book from the front to the back and the other way around, all they had found was that the Green Patch was located next to a forest. Of course the text didn’t mention which forest exactly…
The next day, Stella told Jenna what Mira had found out about the place displayed on the postcard (she didn’t mention the stealing of the book though). They agreed to search through the forest near the city because this was the only clue they had found so far. Maybe there was a portal again? Hopefully it wasn’t broken as well!
After several hours in the forest, Stella suddenly spotted a bright something on what seemed to be the edge of the woods. Could this finally be the way to the Green Patch?!
Quickly coming closer, one could see it was a little rabbit on the ground, shining with greenish-yellow fur and nomming on a carrot. “Kiwi!!!”, Jenna shouted and hurried to it.