A rush of air, the ground coming up fast and then... nothing - blank. He hadn't been panicked about the end, he'd had plenty of warning on the way down, so he wasn't surprised to open his eyes, still calm - of course, he was somewhat surprised to open his eyes at all. He couldn't move for some time, but he was satisfied just observing the new world around him through the clear crystal he appeared to be encased in (he didn't think that grass was supposed to be blue...)
Cracks slowly form in the crystal, breaking it apart. He steps from the crystalline prison, feeling refreshed - he inhales deeply of the air around him, but notices that he doesn't feel any different before or after the breath. *...okay, well I guess I don't need to breathe*. He smiles at the new discoveries of the day, he looks over himself; noting that he was now in his favourite cargo pants and t-shirt (not the cumbersome skydiving jumpsuit and backpack), but he's still clutching the rip-cord for the back-up chute that failed to open, he tosses it aside.
The rabbit makes his way towards the trees in the distance, whistling softly to himself, wondering if there would be anyone else wondering the grassy plains besides him.