I was inspired by my experience living briefly in Tibet a few years ago.

Looking back at the scenery and folk custons of Himalayas, the local poaching phenomenon in the last century, the wildlife protection organisations, forest police who have been working hare for this.

One of the thrilling stories was a policeman who hid in the belly of a yak carcass to avoid poachers in the uninhabited lan where poaching was rampant.

Spend the night in an animal’s belly for safety, I imagined a enough big rabbit with its navel slit crosswise.