Baxter Rabbit Mga Nobela at Kwento

Darz said. “Rabbit, the symbol of luck. An incarnation of a moron who is so cocky for her luck. Speculated as the ones everyone afraid of, yet don’t get so cocky as you just summoned your Ribo!” Franz exclaimed. “She’s not the only one who has a Ribo!” Harz said showing his Ribo which is a white sheep. “We managed to summon our Ribo because of Varz. We are not a bunch of morons who will hate anyone for something he has never done.” Larz said showing his Ribo which is a brown boar.

"Yell my name and see if she jumps." Lisa drew in a deep breath to yell, then stopped. "I don't know your name." "Shee-it! I thought since you can see me that means you remember me." "I don't. I've never seen a six-foot rabbit before in my life." "Five-eight." "Well, your ears make you look over seven feet tall, but I've never seen a five foot eight inch rabbit. Who are you?" "Rabbit. Bunny Rabbit," the stranger announced, in a perfect British accent instead of her normal accent, which wasn't an accent other than what people in this part of the world had.