Rabbit Without Ears 2 Novels & Stories

"Okay, Grandma." "Good. Now sit down. You have to taste my special porridge." Summer's eyes sparkled. She quickly climbed onto her chair, peering into the bowl that Alice had placed in front of her. "Carrot porridge! Thank you, Grandma. I'll eat a lot of it. I also want to have sharp eyesight like a rabbit." Summer put her hands on her head, imitating rabbit ears. Seeing her cuteness, Edmund laughed faintly. "Rabbits' eyesight actually isn't that great, Summer. They do have sharp long-distance vision, but their close-up vision is not so good. Their only advantage lies in the position of their eyes. It allows them to see 360 degrees."

She turned to look at Damien and saw that his eyes were glowing with an otherworldly light. They were strolling through the forest, hand in hand when suddenly, a gigantic rabbit came hopping out of the bushes. The rabbit was almost as big as a horse, and it had a fluffy pink tail that was wagging happily. The rabbit stopped and looked at them, its eyes twinkling with mischief. “Hello there, little one!” Ellen said, bending down to pat the rabbit's head. But the rabbit had other ideas. It hopped onto her back and then began to hop around on her like a jockey on a horse.

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.

Feral said while throwing off his face and pushing back the food showing serious rejection. Josephina sighed tiredly, her hand moving towards her hair as she carefully tucked it behind her ears, and then a surprising scene was shown. Her ears unlike the normal human ears that were round and slim was pointed, extremely pointed, and facing backward. Her ears flicked up and down just like Feral’s once did, except with normal human ears, before bobbing upwards as she glared at Feral. “Feral Nathalie Kian!” Josephina exclaimed with a glare, almost causing Feral’s ears drums to burst from within his ears.

So the first thing I did was move my right hand and snap its neck to stop the movements. As its head dropped to the side, I then grabbed it by its ear again. Rabbit ears are awfully cute after all, they’re soft and long too. The perfect place to hold and rip. As I thought about it, the sound of fur ripping slowly began to echo in my ears while blood began to spill out of the underskin while the skull of the tiny little thing began to show. *** The moment I was done ripping it apart, I left it there for it to be eaten by the other animals in the forest and began to walk away and sighed a breath of relief.

I owe a lot of what I now know to those books. I pause for a second, hearing rustling a few metres to my right. Taking a crouching position, I slowly move towards the sound. Behind a bush are two huge rabbits, I could’ve sworn they were hares if not for their tiny ears. I fix an arrow on the bow and aim ahead. The arrow whizzes through the air and brushes past the first rabbit but stabs the second one through its side. The first one is bleeding out and tries hopping away but it’s already getting weak from losing blood so it doesn’t get far.

But hopefully, this would just be the standard, run-of-the-mill, confused rogue. We followed the scent to a rocky hill that turned into a mountain, continuing up some rugged terrain. We dug our sharp claws into the stone, making our way up quickly and efficiently, stopping at a plateau partway up. Resting on the ledge, looking over the forested land, was a she-wolf with thick, dark-brown fur and icy-blue eyes. The three of us instantly surrounded her as she got up onto her four legs, turning to face us. She slowly moved her head, making eye contact with each of us one by one, her face emotionless.

A cloud of dried leaves, moss and pine needles mixed in with grey dirt covered her white coat when Eira stopped dead in her tracks—leaving the lucky hare to swiftly bounced off into the shield of the dark. "What did you do that for?" She snapped with a low grumble. "I had to; you weren't listening to me." Nueva sneered. "Repeat after me; we do not eat bunny rabbits." "You might not, but I do", Eira growled. "No, we don't," Nueva stated in a low steady voice that showed this discussion was over. Eira shook the dust out of the fur and put her nose to the wind, but instead of smelling the scent of fear from the hare, she smelled fresh rain and animal hair.

Horan explained as he pointed to the opposite side of the stream, where the garden or the forest was. "Alright, understood." Jennet nodded her head as she held her husband's arm when they crossed the bridge. But, mid-way, they still stopped to admire the beautiful wisteria above their heads. The wisteria housed another colony of beings that looked like squirrels but had long ears like rabbits, poofy furs that made them look chubby and crystal-clear wings that looked like the cicada’s wings. Their eyes were big and gleamy in caramel colour, and they squeaked when they were spooked. Oh, they were as huge as a bee and they had cute bobtails.

From the looks of its big white fluffy tail, the rabbit would be somewhere between 6’9 or 7’7 tall. I clutch the book tight on my chest again and glanced at the book. This would not be enough for a weapon on a 7’7 rabbit. I’m only a short 5’4 woman for god's sake! The white fluffy tail twitched, I stiffen and all my muscles froze while I held my breath as the shadow of a white animal loomed up. I stared straight ahead to the bookshelf across from where I was standing. And darn I was right when its height was 7’7 flat! Oh, plus those long ears, their height would be 8’6 or something.!