Rabbit Frost Novels & Stories

Behind them, Frost's wolf fought really hard like something unhinged from this world. Rogues attempted to lunge at Kyril's back. But Frost intercepted them midair. His silver form twisted hard and slammed into them, sending their bodies flying into trees and toward the fire below. One rogue latched onto his shoulder, but he snapped its spine with a savage toll, completely tearing off his flank. Frost was bleeding off heavily now. But he didn't stop. My lungs burned as though I, too, were hanging over that abyss. "Hold on!" I cried, though I wasn't sure who I was begging–Liam or Kyril.

The entire Navarro pack probably knew he was currently obsessed with Luke’s 'private training. "What's wrong, Mr. Cass?" Leo Ramirez, a five-year-old with tufted ears that hadn't quite flattened yet, tugged on his sleeve. "I... uh..." Cass scrambled for a save. "I think the Great Winter Wolf just nipped my nose, Leo! I’m freezing!" He feigned a dramatic shiver, making the kids howl with laughter.

From the gallberry flat it led down to a creek swamp, dense with titi and bay-trees and tangled with bamboo-vine, and it wound through this jungle across the creek itself. “Want to drink, Snowball?” said Joe, as the black horse showed an inclination to pause at the clear water; and while Snowball drank Joe dismounted and dashed water over his face and arms. It was unusually hot for March, even in southern Alabama, and from the look of the sky he judged that there might be thunder before night.

Toby tried to explain but i could still hear Alpha Flynn’s low growl. Suddenly i heard bones cracking. Did he just change into his wolf form or something? Inside the freaking house? I quickly opened the door and walked outside. I found Toby, still in his human form, and Alpha Flynn, already changed into a big dark grey wolf. The frames on the wall are all on the floor, cracked. He obviously is bigger than any other wolf that I have ever seen. Even bigger than Toby's wolf form. "Mitzy, get inside your room right now!" Toby yelled, covering me with his arms.

Beta Lufin said. My attention was stolen by a shuffle in the nearby oak tree as I heard tiny footsteps, or jumping… yes, jumping. A white rabbit came out from hiding at the oak tree and her fur looks so soft like a snow, it looks, her tiny nose and mouth, and her fluffy ears that jumps along with her as she hops farther. I found myself following it, wanting to take it as a pet, thinking that she should not be wandering around the forest inhabited by wolves, she might get eaten! Oh forgive myself for calling it a ‘she’ I do not know its gender so.

She’s fast, Zeus growled with admiration. Celeste darted through the trees, weaving between trunks before suddenly stopping and crouching low—a rabbit. Zeus caught the scent immediately. Celeste lunged first, lightning fast. The rabbit barely had time to react before she snatched it up. She tossed Zeus a proud look before dropping it. Zeus huffed. Show off. Celeste’s wolfish laugh echoed through the mindlink. You’re just slow.

What amazed Reagan the most was that they were completely ignoring the marked paths. For the past three weeks, Xander, Zyan, Maddox, Reagan herself, and a handful of the most experienced Frost warriors had meticulously laid out the climbing graphs, mapping out every viable route and handhold on the eastern ridge to test the competitors. They thought they knew this rock face inside and out. But Cobb’s boys were finding paths that weren't even on the charts, trusting the stone and their own phenomenal balance to scale the cliff in a way the Frost wolves hadn't even anticipated.

Dimas gave him a look, and it wilted. Harmonia saw how pitiful Firefly was. “I have a rabbit. I’ll give it to you as a gift.” A neighbor of hers in Green Town gave her a rabbit. In order for it to not end up as an emergency food source, Harmonia had brought it back to Nilus City. However, she did not have any experience rearing rabbits and did not have time to take care of Rabbit Stew either. She also only had a cage for it. Compared to the nest here, her cage was a worn-down motel, and the nest was a five-star hotel.

“Night gave way to day and the chill in the air warmed. Raven took her skirt and tucked it into her belt. She walked out leaving the door open to let out the chill. She grabbed her flat basket and headed to her garden made in a nestle of trees under a canopy of sunlight to flourish. Raven pulled at the cabbage heads, grabbed the shovel and dug up potatoes; she broke off the herbs and pulled up the carrots. Looking at her basket she worried she misjudged her harvest. It was already too full to carry easily. She stood up and dusted her knees off and then her hands. Bending over she noticed a slight movement in the brush. Just then a rabbit leapt from them and ran towards the basket. "Hey! All

Some cousin’s gonna get drunk and eat her. I could lay some traps. I smirk. Now that’s a silver lining. The rabbit pokes her head out of her box, sniffing the air, whiskers trembling. Brave little thing. She can’t mistake the scent of a predator. Maybe she’s gotten accustomed to it, being around Flora all the time. Where is Flora?