Rabbit Without Ears 2 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Khiron joined in immediately, his own laughter mixing with mine until we were both leaning against furniture because standing upright while laughing this hard was impossible. "The rabbit," I managed to get out between laughs. "That stupid rabbit caused all of this." "The rabbit that you screamed at like it was a serial killer," Khiron added, wiping at his eyes. "It jumped out at me!" "It's a bunny. A tiny, fluffy bunny." "With very long ears and too many legs moving too fast!" "Rabbits have four legs, Nia. The normal amount of legs." "It felt like more in the moment!" He chuckled, “fine fine. I'll stop now.”

“Hands back. It will kick.” “I can.” “It will break its spine,” he said, low and firm. The sentence made me freeze. I pulled my hands back, shaking, and watched instead as Colton eased the wire with slow, careful movements, speaking under his breath, words I couldn’t hear, not English, or maybe English so low it became vibration. The rabbit went still for half a heartbeat, trembling. Colton cut the wire. The rabbit spasmed, freed, then bolted, three frantic hops into the brush before it collapsed behind a clump of leaves, breathing hard.

Fenis whispered into my ear “Do you smell that Leki” Kneeling down on all fours I feverishly sniffed the earth, until at last, I smelt the scent of a rabbit. My eyes lit up and a wide grin spread across my face, I motioned with my finger for Fenis to follow me, we quietly scurried through the undergrowth until there it was sitting behind an old oak tree, I could see the white tail of a bunny. Fenis put his finger to his lips, shushing me to be quiet as he raised his bow, steadying himself for the shot as soon as the rabbit revealed itself. He hesitated, unsure if he could go through with taking a life.

“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,” Elina replied with a snort. “Even though I am absolutely sure you once said that deer are cute animals and their horns are very beautiful.” Nadira shrugged. “I am an admirer of animals,” she promises. “However, I can't lie to my own tongue.” “So you think rabbit meat is bad?” Elina asked doubtfully. “I have no idea.” Nadira admitted. “Never wanted to try. They are like cats to me. Such cute animals should not be eaten.”

Fresh kill. But she didn't pick it up to eat. Instead, her face did something strange — soft, sad, her brows drawing together. She touched the rabbit's fur gently, almost tenderly, and made a sound he didn't understand. A sigh. A murmur. She disappeared inside and came back with a tool — long handle, flat blade at the end. She scooped the rabbit up carefully, cradling it like something precious, and carried it into the woods at the edge of the cleared space.

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.

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.

"I saw a river in the Oasis not far from here. Then a huge white wolf appeared and led me downstream, beckoning me to follow. Kalyssa, it looked like your wolf. Anyway, we came to a warehouse. When I flung the door open, there were cages inside." When he stopped, I went next. "I saw a farmhouse on the edge of the Oasis. Humans were working but were enslaved. A slave driver reared back his whip and struck one of the humans. There was a huge warehouse to the right of the farmhouse. Then I zoomed inside, and Rush was sitting at a wooden table speaking to the other heads of Nightshade." Elias was next. "I saw a mountain range in the desert, but at the base of the mountains were caves. Weapons ar

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.