Step by step by step. Word by word by word.

"Run, Rabbit! Run, Rabbit! Run, run, run!"

The Puppeteer cooed, slowly walking through the thick moonlit heather, his lanky body held by a silk suit, he swung his staff, uprooting a large bush, "Rabbit! Come out! And maybe I won't hurt you." He sighed, adjusting his tophat on his bald head, moving to not hit the small curved horns on his jaw.

(yes it's based off the audio <3)