Popsy and Mr. Tibbins are munching on wildflowers by the side of a comfortable road.

“I trust you’re coming over for tea this afternoon, Mr. Tibbins?” says Popsy.

“Indubitably!” smiles Mr. Tibbins, and the sun winks happily off his monocle.

They bound joyously away, pausing only to wave hello to their friend Jubilee, a fox in a derby hat who had long ago resolved to become a vegetarian and only what?

What do you mean there’s no conflict? It’s a story about BUNNIES of COURSE there is no CONFLICT

Bunnies aren’t supposed to have conflicts

bunnies are supposed to be friends