Rabbit Fnaf Novels & Stories

Araya says. "Try harder." They continue tracking the rabbit. Araya focuses on placing her feet carefully, on moving slowly and deliberately. It's exhausting, requiring concentration she doesn't have. Ronan freezes suddenly. He points ahead. The rabbit sits beneath a bush, nose twitching. Ronan hands Araya a knife. "Kill it." Araya stares at the blade, then at the rabbit. "I can't." "You can," Ronan says. "And you will. Otherwise, you starve."

“You’re not from a big family? In that case, how did you become so strong at such a young age?” Ronan looked at Rabbit in surprise too. “I thought you were from a big family, one of the best! After all, only such families have the power to capture summoned beasts for their descendants!” Obviously, Ronan had misunderstood Rabbit’s identity. Rabbit blinked blankly, wondering what Ronan was talking about. “Summoned beast? I'm not a summoned beast; I'm just an ordinary rabbit!”

"Try it some time." But Alastaire's response is cool and measured. "Yes, that's the name our fans have given themselves. Enfablers, as in Fable enablers. It's quite fitting – we're constantly amazed by how supportive they are... of us and of each other. We couldn't do any of this without them." "It's touchin' really," Lyall pipes in. "We 'ave de best fans in de world." The boys murmur agreement in the background, and again I feel a slight stab of guilt.

KADEN THIRTEEN YEARS OLD KADEN AND RAYA AT TEN YEARS OLD. I walked toward Raya, who was kneeling outside the packhouse, her small shoulders shaking as she sobbed. Her hands clutched a lifeless bundle of white fur, her beloved pet rabbit, Miss Bon Bon. The moment I got closer, I saw the wound on the rabbit’s leg, a deep gash that made my stomach twist. One of the traps set around the packhouse must have caught it.

“But, for the record, if the duel went on, Ekul would have won.” I laughed, punching him playfully and asked, “So, did you make a wish?” “Of course I did. That’s how I met the beautiful Princess Wolf Jasmine.” He beamed, his whole face lighting up. “Princess Foxy Jasmine actually.” “Foxy?” “You remind me of a fox in your wolf form. So beautiful. And foxy.” “Foxes are orange.” “Some are brown. The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy wolf.” He snickered.

His chin felt a twinge of pain, and a bloody taste spread in his mouth as if his teeth had been kicked out by her. He grabbed her ankle, saying irritably, "Are you looking for death?" "Damn scumbag, you want to bully me again, don't you? I'll beat you to death!" Lyra raised her fists and swung at him. Her movements were too big, and her clothes were stretched tightly across her chest. Ronan's gaze darkened as he leaned in, fiercely kissing her lips, his hand pulling at her top with force. A pair of large white rabbits jumped out one after another, eagerly greeting him.

"You did. You got me. Since you asked for a friend just like you, you got one as close to exactly like you as they could make me." "You? You're my pet rabbit?" "Rude, but no. I'm your friend who is exactly like you and happens to be a rabbit." "I don't think you're exactly like me, Bunny." Lisa looked back at the ceiling. "I'm exactly like you except I have no filters. I have fur too, but that comes with being a rabbit." "What do you mean, you don't have filters?"

Shaking her head, Frore started walking back to her house in a hurry. On the way, a smile lit up her face when she saw whity running around. Smiling, she placed the basket down and ran to him to pick him up and bring him back with her. He was a pure white rabbit and her only friend. That's why Frore was so excited to see him. Picking him up, she rubbed his head and he nuzzled up in her hand, when Frore chuckled and went to pick up her basket. Walking again, she could see her small wooden cabin hidden in the trees at some distance. Softly, Frore sighed in relief and rushed to reach there.

"Anyway, here is your stuffed bunny." Keith detached the linked hands of those stuffed bunnies and gives the pink ones to Rhianne. But he is surprised when she grabs the black bunny instead. She stares at it for a second before hugging it. "The black bunny is a male. See? It does not have any blush or curled lashes on its eyes." Rhianne explained while pointing at the embroidered eyes of the stuffed toy in her hand. "Seeing that their hands are linked when together, they must be a couple!" "Yeah? So your point is?"

she growled and turned to Irene then, her eyes going to her neck and she licked her lips. “Oh my God, Sean,” Irene whispered, now understanding what was going on. “Stand back,” they heard and turned to see Rasmus. “I had been waiting for this day,” he said and went up to Aliyah. He was holding a dying rabbit with blood dripping on the floor as he walked. “Here you go,” he said, holding up the animal in front of Aliyah who grabbed it from him without a word and started sucking up the dripping blood. Rasmus turned to the shocked man and woman and sighed, “I guess the little prince wants to feed his nightwalker’s part tonight.”