Ritter's body begins to squirm lightly on top of the sheets, the rabbit slowly beginning to wake up from his long slumber. Slowly beginning to open his eyes, he groans lightly in confusion, not entirely sure why his surroundings are so dark. His paws begin to reach up to his head, feeling the gauze blindfold covering his eyes. Removing it, he sits up and shakes his head into wakefullness, blinking his eyes and yawning as he surveys the storm grey fur of his body, checking it over for possible damage. Satisfied, he starts to look across the room, wondering where exactly he was. Seeing as he didn't seem to be in any immidiate danger, he hops off the bed and stands, stretching his arms above his head and yawning once again before padding towards the door, his long, floppy ears bouncing behind him. Opening it slowly, he peeks around the side, wondering if anyone would greet him in the hall.