Rabbit Ghost Novels & Stories

[POV: Colin Smith] Colin sprinted forward weaving around the trees, instinctively avoiding the undergrowth and bumps. After four long years, he was used to running around in the forest. The blasted animal was faster than he had thought. He had been following a thunder-rabbit for a few minutes now. They were a magical beast that looked similar to rabbits, only as big as a dog and their furs stood on ends with shades of purple. It was one of the few D tier beasts that also had a blood sack. Not only were their meat a delicacy, but a blood sack from a D tier beast could also be sold for three silver coins. Which was a lot of money for someone like Colin.

She extended it and tapped Zinjo on the chest, “Hey check out what's in the cage.” Zinjo put the spyglass up to his eye, and peered down at the cage, “What is that? Another hybrid?” Within the cage were a simple black and yellow rabbit with a longhorn protruding out of its head. The guards stood at least five feet away from the cage. Were they afraid of the minuscule ball of fluff? “Have you seen one of those before?” Zinjo shook his head, “It is an animal unknown to me. Perhaps it is the divine beast the ghost of Tiberius spoke of ?”

She was driven out of her thoughts when she felt a tug on her dress. She looked down and saw 6-year-old Joana looking up at her with her two big Heterochromia eyes of the shades green and blue. “Your dress is dirty,” Joana stated, touching the torn part of Rebecca’s dress. Rebecca squatted and took Joanna’s little body into an embrace, pecking her cheeks. “Yea, I fell in a puddle.” Just that statement left a bad taste in her mouth. It brought back the thoughts of earlier events.

‘Thank you…by the way don’t move close to that type of animals…not all rabbit are docile’. ‘I know, it’s a Dagi rabbit… it paralyzes its prey with the toxins in the claw then eats them up’ ivory explains ‘by the way where’s its claw’. ‘I put them in your bag’ Alfred replies staring at her. ‘Can you guys keep it down, I’m trying to sleep here’ indigo says as he yawns. ‘Well it’s time to wake up, can’t you see it almost dawn’ ivory says looking at the sleepy indigo ‘we should get moving’.

I am extremely impressed in how quickly he has adapted. There is a bustle to our left and group of brightly dressed servants shimmy their way into the room with quick, little steps. In the front of the group is a tall rabbit, which I was not at all expecting, but considering the story I was just given, I shouldn’t be surprised. “Mo Rìgh, tha thu air tilleadh!” The rabbit bows deeply, his tunic flowing out behind him. “Bha sinn cho iomagaineach!” “What is happening here?” I whisper in Evander’s ear.

Bella yelped with fear, thinking that it's a ghost. She turned and ran towards Blaze, who is a couple of feet away from her, and hid behind his back. "Ghh..ghost" she whimpered fearfully. Blaze is finding her cute. "It's a rabbit, my Bella" he pointed out. She cannot see clearly in the dark, but he can. Bella sighed with relief. "Oh," she mumbled, sheepishly stepping away from him. She stood beside him, not making any moves to walk forwards. He smiled and shook his head.

It resembled heat haze over a frozen pond. Roric raised his lance, but Kael gestured for him to wait. "Don't waste the charge." Out of the gray mist emerged a wolf. But it wasn't an ordinary wolf; it was a Ghost-Packer. It stood nearly seven feet tall, made of a translucent, oily smoke that shifted and swirled. Instead of eyes, it had two hollow cavities filled with flickering violet static-the remnants of a soul deleted by Liora's "Link," yet refusing to leave the physical plane.

Gina… I froze. My breath caught sharply. Gabriel noticed immediately. “What is it?” he asked, glancing down at me for half a second. “I… they’re calling again,” I whispered. His jaw tightened. Outside, the first figure stepped forward. The torchlight finally caught it. And the entire hall erupted in screams. It wasn’t a wolf. Not fully. It had the shape of one—broad shoulders, fur-like darkness clinging to its body—but its limbs were too long. Its head tilted slightly too far when it moved, as if bones didn’t matter anymore.

I had never seen this creature in my life, but with the help of my powers, I came to the knowledge that these creatures are known as gaggles and are extremely dangerous. Raven’s men seem to have decreased to a lousy extent, and the gaggles seem to increase, “Wait!! Are they coming back to life? “ I watched a gaggle get killed and immediately come back to life like it was just beheaded. This was not normal or possible. My eyes searched for Raven, but I couldn’t find him. I found Raymond and rushed towards him without much thought. Every gaggle coming my way, I killed, “Raymond!!’ I yelled out to him. His attention snapped towards me, and his eyes went wide in shock.

“Let’s loop Mav in and then call it a night.” “Right.” Artemis leans forward, placing his elbows on the desk. “We have learned that the rogues we are fighting…” “They aren’t really rogues.” Milo finishes, clearly impatient and uneasy. “I figured that much out.” I agree. “What I can’t work out is who they are since they can’t possibly be pack wolves either. They are too feral looking.” “Yes, and no.” Artemis winces. “Have you ever heard of ghost wolves?” I bark out a laugh, looking up at the ceiling for a moment. It’s damn poetic how perfect this fucking conversation is going. Of course, it’s the stupid offbeat idea Tate and River tossed at me.