Bunny Snowball Novels & Stories

The power of cuteness won yet again, I petty him, she has him wrapped around her little finger. “A bunny.” She giggles as the two white pointy ears of the bunny revealed themselves, a cherry blossom pink nose and a white fluffy tail, hops from her embrace. “No, Bun-bun, don’t run away.” Ever-Lee calls as she runs after the white ball of fluff. Lorenzo comes waltzing in with an exhausted look on his face but an incriminating smile. “I thought no pets?” I arch a brow at him as he plants himself on a chair.

"This is Bun Bun." "Bun Bun," Mei said, her face perfectly serious on the screen. "He's cute." "She," Liyana corrected, very firm about it. "She. Obviously. I'm so sorry, Bun Bun." Mei bowed her head to the camera in apology, and Liyana accepted it with a small, gracious nod before setting the rabbit down and reaching for the next item in her rotation, a small brown bear missing one eye, clearly the most important object in her current universe. "This is Teddy," she announced.

In a sleepy little fishing village, a two-million- luxury SUV stood out quite a bit. Still, Kendrick didn’t think much of it—until he saw a man get out of the vehicle. Young-looking. Something about him felt… familiar. Just as he was about to take a closer look, Anna suddenly gasped, “Kendrick, come look at this!” He turned quickly in the direction she was pointing— A chubby brown bunny was peacefully munching grass beside a tree stump. “Getting excited just from seeing your own kind?” Annabelle shot him a glare. “There are foxes in this area too. Maybe you’ll meet your kind later and you can say hi.”

“Wh-what did you do with him?” “I hid him and his scent,” Grandma Nilsson proudly announces, hands already busy and lighting up an incense. “He is a bunny for the next two hours. Thank me later.” …bunny? I look down at the floor and almost die the cute death. A little, blue-eared, fluffy bunny is looking up at me with big, yellow and frightened eyes. Even his nose is twitching rapidly in what must be total existential horror. “Oh my god, Korrin!” I whisper-yell and kneel in front of my now tiny and helpless little mate. He doesn’t move so I pick him up, my heart going soft. “What did she do to you?!”

“Welcome back honey! How was hunting?” “ It was great! I gamed a doe! We will eat GREAT tonight!” “ That’s wonderful dear!” I watched as she got cleaned up so that we could go join the rest of the families to eat yesterday's hunts. Rabbit for dinner again. Man sometimes this stuff can be ugh. I need some good stuff to make, homemade pizzas or something. I can't wait to get back to civilization. I must say being out here is fulfilling, but it would be nice to rejoin society.

Instead, they should first narrow down the possibility by filtering the lambs with certain traits. “Fern has a gentle nature. She loves sleeping in the grass and would chase butterflies. Unlike other lambs, she has a little black tip on her tail. Lucy is playful. She loves playing with her little ball and will react to the sound of bells. Lucy looks like any other lamb, but she loves eating oranges and wears a pretty blue ribbon on her neck most of the time because she loves the colour and sound. Snowball is the whitest lamb in the village. She can be grumpy at times and will head butt anyone who tries to pat her, but she won’t bite because she chipped her front teeth.” Once more, the main q

The only thing on her mind now was this fucking snowball. Snowball’s blue eyes flickered towards me, and he yawned, I could tell it was mocking me—guess it’s not Thorne I should be worried about, it’s this stray white British shorthair kitten with blue eyes. “You want to go to daddy?” She asked it, as she glanced at me, and that thing better not come near me, I would throw it out the window. “Little snowball.” “How do you even come up with such a name?” I asked curiously.

Who never cared about anything. *************** Reaching home, Elsa really felt energetic and the bunny kept jumping around her which makes problems with her walking. Elsa could only hold the bunny in her arm and took him to her room. After entering, Elsa looked at the small scar on the bunny's forehead which wasn't there before so she reached out to touch it, but the bunny leaped from her arms. Elsa quickly hold him again and was about to inspect the scar but she was shocked, there was nothing on the snoopy's forehead.

“A little one, at least.” The girls all got busy rolling snowballs on the ground, watching them grow bigger and bigger as they pushed them across the yard. Soon, their area of the courtyard was crisscrossed with narrow trails spotted with brown grass. Caitlin had rolled the biggest ball, almost a foot in diameter, so they used it for the base of their snowman. Leesa lifted her slightly smaller ball off the ground and placed it carefully atop Caitlin’s. “By the time this storm is over, we’ll be able to make a really big one,” Cali said as she hefted her own ball up on top of Leesa’s. “But this will do for now.”

Enne's blond hair was briefly touched by falling snow before she used a hood to cover her head from the snow. Enne's eyes sparkled as she saw the rabbit still in its place. Enne crept forward to catch the adorable creature. However, Enne's small movements made the Arctic species rabbit run at an astonishing speed, leaving Altair's residence far behind. Without hesitation, Enne chased after the rabbit. Unfortunately, Enne's speed couldn't match that of the rabbit, which could reach up to 64 kilometers per hour. Enne looked around, unsure of how far she had gone from Altair's house. It was evident that the snow was still falling, and she had lost the rabbit that had captured her attention. Enn