Fruit Basket Rabbit Novels & Stories

she insisted to her. The truth is that she is also hungry because she had her last meal last night and now it is already noon. But she really couldn't take eating rabbit flesh. Although many say that rabbit meat is tastier and more nutritious than other meats because it only eats vegetables, she still not able to try to eat rabbit. For her, a rabbit is just a pet that people need to take care of. "I'm not hungry, Flera. Really," she denied again. Any fruit they see on the road as long as it can be eaten she will eat as long as it is not a rabbit.

Thank god. He climbed back into his SUV and started toward the cabin, going slowly enough to watch for any movement along the side of the road. There. He stopped and peered through the rain at the movement. It wasn't Star, just a bunny. But what was a walnut brown, lop-eared rabbit doing out here in the woods? Native cottontails were light, mottled brown with perky ears - this had to be a lost pet. Worse yet, it was clearly dragging itself along without the use of one of its back feet.

The rabbit moved inside the bushes when he saw Aurora moving towards him. "Hey, it's alright. I will not harm you." She said in a gentle voice and extended her hands towards the rabbit. The rabbit looked at her with fear. He slowly came forward and rubbed his head on her palm. Aurora smiled and patted his head. The rabbit realised that she meant no harm and he jumped on her, catching her off guard. She giggled and took him in her hands. "Aren't you a beautiful boy." She said and kissed his forehead. She saw a small claw mark on his skin and winced. Someone must have tried to attack him and he came here in search of security.

There are some handmade toys in the cage, chews I think, carved from wood. Wheels and tops and one shaped like a carrot with tooth marks scored along the side. It looks like the same workmanship as the hutch. I can’t see Miss Nola fetching the wood and tools and whatnot. I bet Flora made it. A slow warmth rises in my chest where that thing is lodged. My mate can whittle. I’ll have to move the rabbit down to our compound. That’s not gonna go well. Some cousin’s gonna get drunk and eat her.

William watched him go, his beautiful eyes showing no surprise. Roxana Nelson's tear-filled eyes were blurred, unable to see anything. She couldn't even see Richard Harris leave. Leaving the lodging, Richard Harris looked up at the setting sun. He wanted to buy a new rabbit for Roxana Nelson. He didn't know if the pet store was open in the evening. Driving through a few bustling streets, he finally found a small store with Roxana Nelson's rabbit breed, the Dutch Lop. After inquiring, he learned that they had distinctive round faces and bodies, flat and shorter noses than other breeds, and came in various colors, commonly black and white, fawn, and light brown.

I whispered again, because my brain refused to accept it. Ryan didn’t answer immediately. He just kept walking closer… a bit unsteady, but definitely walking, until he stepped fully into the light. Only then did I notice what he was holding. A dead rabbit in one hand… and a bunch of bananas in the other. My eyes widened even more. “Are you…” I pointed at the rabbit, then at the bananas, then at his legs. “You’re standing… and hunting?!” He let out a small breath, his eyes softening as he watched me struggle to understand what I was seeing.

Fresh kill. But she didn't pick it up to eat. Instead, her face did something strange — soft, sad, her brows drawing together. She touched the rabbit's fur gently, almost tenderly, and made a sound he didn't understand. A sigh. A murmur. She disappeared inside and came back with a tool — long handle, flat blade at the end. She scooped the rabbit up carefully, cradling it like something precious, and carried it into the woods at the edge of the cleared space.

said Roth, a bearded knight-leader at Nuri's side, impatiently. “Oh, Dear Knight, your wife is so beautiful. Please buy her a pair of rabbit ears,” the old woman said to Nuri. “Rabbit ears?” I looked curiously at her basket. There were many ornaments I had never seen before. One of them was a pair of rabbit ears. They were fluffy and very cute. I couldn't help but pick up the rabbit ears to stroke, this fuzzy touch reminds me of a spring dandelion. I like them very much. Fluffy things put me in a good mood.

She seemed to be full every time the men left. When I took water into Rebecca's room, I noticed her face glowing, and her tummy had grown bigger too. "Everly, come look! This is the bloodstone I'm growing. It'll come out in another month. After Mom sells it for a good price, we'll be living the high life!" I touched Rebecca's tummy and felt something move under the skin. I drew my hand back with a start. "Rebecca, is being a rabbit-woman really that great?" I couldn't help but ask. "Mom gave me a pouch of spices yesterday and told me to let it burn as I slept."

Um? I stopped when I saw a strange animal behind Marga. It is a cute rabbit with a strange color pair of eyes and fur. Its plumage can change color as well as the eyes. How did it get stuck in this place? The rabbit stared at me, and I stared back intensely. I was slightly stunned when I sensed a little spiritual energy in the bizarre rabbit. Without a second thought, I approached the cage and touched the metal then used readings on the rabbit. I was stunned when I saw the rabbit’s world of origin. A place I have never been to. I wonder what world the rabbit came from. The rabbit also stared at me with a shocked expression.