Rabbit Quirk Novels & Stories

Rabbit crossed his arms and looked at Cameron condescendingly. Cameron took out a crystal and said, “Look, do you like this?” Rabbit nodded at the sight of the crystal that was no different from an energy stone. It was good enough for grinding teeth to wear down his front teeth. While doing so, the energy in the stone could maintain his teeth too. However, Rabbit simply nodded without explaining his reasons. Cameron was excited at Rabbit’s response. He knew that this rabbit would be interested in the crystal. It also proved that the rabbit was intelligent enough to communicate with him. He decided to get hold of this rabbit.

Quilla says, taking Raif’s face and pulling it back down to the ground. “Those are some beautiful ribbons you’re putting into Raif’s fur, Quilla,” Kier says, barely able to contain his laughter. I growl softly at him so I don’t startle my daughters. “No growlies, Daddy!” Quinlee says from the other side of Raif’s head. She takes his head, looking us in the eye before putting her forehead against his massive head. My wolf, as much of a sucker for my daughters as I am, begins purring at her, poking her with his nose and making her giggle. It’s the sweetest sound in the world. Well, the sweetest sound next to my mate’s moans when I’m making her come.

“And, no, I don't remember buying rabbit satay. It's a cute animal, how can I eat it?” “And in exchange you eat five deer skewers,” Exan replied with a snort. “Even though I am absolutely sure you once said that deer are cute animals and their horns are very beautiful.” Quan shrugged. “I am an admirer of animals,” she promised. “However, I can't lie to my own tongue.” “So you think rabbit meat is bad?” Exan asked doubtfully. “I have no idea,” Quan admitted. “Never wanted to try either. They are like cats to me. Such cute animals should not be eaten.”

Thank goodness she’s squeamish. Quarry Pack males and their mates hunt and eat in their fur during full moon hunts, but I never have, since I’ve never gone on a run. The meat I eat comes wrapped in brown paper. Her stomach rumbles at the thought, the memory of the squirrel swiftly losing its ick factor as she stretches her jaw and gently locks it around Justus’s muscular upper arm. His bicep flexes, almost imperceptibly, while his breath remains slow and even. He’s pretending to be asleep.

The rabbit didn’t move as his voice echoed around the snow. “No, no, it should be scared,” Mikael said, “It’s a rabbit…” “It has horns…” Peggy whispered. “It’s an illness they can get, the horns and tentacles will go… But that illness doesn’t change its behaviour,” Mikael said. “So?” Peggy said. “Rabbits don’t know the difference between wolves and werewolves. It’s looking at us, predators, and not showing fear,” Mikael said. “So… Something is really wrong…” Peggy said.

[RABBIT] Rabbit noticed the bruise while brushing his teeth that morning. A deep purple mark curved faintly along the side of his neck, ugly against pale skin. It sat just beneath his jawline, half-hidden unless he tilted his head the wrong way. “…shit.” He quickly dropped the toothbrush into the sink and grabbed at the collar of his hoodie, pulling the fabric higher. Still visible. Barely. But visible. His stomach twisted instantly. “Perfect.”

He was leaning on the wall, with his arms crossed over his chest. 'Will Kashmir curse me when she gives birth to our children? But I did not hear her curse even when she's upset, definitely she won't curse me.' He was imagining having a family with her as if they're already in a relationship. She averted her gaze from him and turned to face Andres and spoke, "You said that there were 5 pregnant rabbits. Do they have their own partner? How many male rabbits do you have?" Andres answered here with a smirk on his face. "I have only one male rabbit ready for mating; the rest are still too young for mating."

How can her evil-like enchantress appearance attract the rabbit? Well, it was stated the Death Rabbit had a particular taste about its partner and it can mate with every species who looked evil even minding the gender. That’s why Leqaria had asked Heiytu, Juon and Oguas what the Death Rabbit liked the most because it was also its weakness. When the bunny wanted to hug her, it was confused because its sight suddenly changed to see the sky. Its tall body crashed and laid on the ground with hands and legs turned upward.

A satisfied rumble bubbled up from Rikkon’s chest. I bent my head to nuzzle her back but froze when my eyes landed on a small patch of brown fur behind her left ear. Brown fur in the unmistakable form of a Triskelion. I buried my snout in her neck, inhaling deeply as I tried to calm my racing heart. “Beautiful mark behind your left ear, baby girl! Was that passed on from one of your parents?” I probed. I felt Ryan tense at my words, understanding hitting him like a freight train.

Both Vanquish and Racer stood there with a bloodied rabbit in their hands. Urgency and raw agony on their faces. "You made her cum?" Racer accused as if betrayed. "How are we supposed to think to hunt when we could smell her out there!" Vanquish swallowed hard. Both of them looked at us positioned as we were as though mesmerized. Their expressions starved. Oh, no... The dead rabbit hit the floor. The live one was panicking. *** I climbed to my feet weakly. Putting out a finger between me. "Both of you stop!"