Rabbit Quirk Novels & Stories

I moved closer to it and to my surprise it remained in the same position. Judging by rabbit nature it should be running far from me but it just stares at me with dull eyes. Oddly it reminds me of the cat I had when I was younger. I squatted down in front of the strange animal and I noticed it's uncomfortable posture, it was bleeding from one of its claws. Poor baby. I remember having read from somewhere that rabbits have no pain receptors on the claws. Thankful for that.

‘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’.

However, while still in mid-air, the black widow suddenly had a bad premonition. The wild rabbit seemed to glance backward with the corner of its eye, and in the blink of an eye, it shifted forward. Planting its front legs and coiling its hind legs, the rabbit executed a standard "rabbit kicks eagle" maneuver, aimed directly at the approaching Black Widow. Swoosh! Thwap! The battle was over in an instant, and the wild rabbit disappeared into the underbrush as Ethan Brooks slapped his forehead in despair, then looked towards the black widow with his mental connection.

The werewolf gave a short yelp before giving chase, taking pleasure in the sting of the wind in her face, the numerous aromas that bombarded her senses from every side, and the unadulterated pleasure of the hunt. The poor rabbit was doomed from the start and never stood a chance. While Raquel lazed about on a bed that was covered in plush furs and had a large bowl of exotic fruit at her fingers, two attractive male slaves waited close, ready to carry out whatever Raquel wanted them to do. Her animal companion, Rama, layed down next to her and purred quietly the whole time.

Zayne had certainly not thought about the consequences of joking with a vengeful person like Jay. Jay abruptly had an idea and said, “Do you know what kind of rabbit that is?” Zayne said, “It doesn’t really matter. It’s just a rabbit anyway.” “This breed of rabbit is very rare. It looks like a Dwarf Hotot, but it’s not. This rabbit can be used as medicine for the body—especially for fetal protection, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, and blood diseases. It also has other miraculous effects.” When Zayne heard the words ‘fetal protection’, his eyes shot out a greedy light. He started to scratch himself restlessly.

Mikki's ear flickers to me and back as we run, snow flying up behind us. The rabbit darts left again but then turns right, as if it couldn't make up its mind in which direction to go. I jump forward to grab the rabbit my paws sink into soft snow as the rabbit scurries away from me. As second later I hear a squeal and turn my head to see Mikki's paws on the rabbit. It was dusted a light grey, its face white as its eyes were wide as it squirmed under Mikki's paws. Mikki yaps and looks down at it as it struggles. It freezes as Mikki's leans down to poke it with her nose but she recoils a second later yelping loudly.

Quin suddenly felt nervous but this was necessary, he just hoped deeply that Lewis would not reject him. His bones broke and before Lewis, Quin shifted. Shaking out his black fur, he stretched his limbs and looked at his mate. He saw that Lewis’s breathing was hitched and that he was looking at him as though he could not believe what he was seeing. >Don’t panic, you will hurt the baby,< Quin warned in a deep voice. Lewis turned his head looking around for who was talking to him and said, “Quintus?” >Here,< Quin said through the link.

The Ravencroft disposal grounds were a wasteland of rusted metal and bone, the air thick with the smell of decay. "There," I pointed toward a jagged opening in the rock face. "The seal." As we approached, a plump gray rabbit darted out from the brush, disappearing into the darkness of the cave. I looked at Ronan. "Are you doubting my abilities to get us inside?" I asked, a hint of a smile tugging at my lips. "I doubt your sanity, Jack Quinn. But I never doubt your aim." I pulled a small, high-tech device from my kit—a modified laser cutter I’d "borrowed" from the forensic lab. "Interfering with a seal like this could create consequences, but I don't think we have a choice."

As the animal sat on its haunches, Lucas noticed its belly, where the fur seemed to be missing, or strangely tufted around… “Oh, no. No, I looked it up. Squirrels have babies in early spring. This is late spring. Not baby time. I thought you were a dude!” The squirrel didn’t seem impressed by Lucas’s arguments, so he decided to try a simpler approach. “No babies in the room, squirrel. That’s house rules.”

In the end all we got was the cutest little bunny wolf who couldn’t hurt a fly. We loved Keiral, but she had the biggest mouth in Questorian Valley. Which mostly had us Gorde wolfs fighting her battles. None of us wanted repeats but she kept em coming. For a tiny little Canus lupus she sure knew how to start a fight, just not very good at the following through part. That she left for us.