Reader Rabbit: Wordville Soup Novels & Stories

I was so thankful to have Valkyrie, always encouraging me every step of the way. I heard a sound “what was that?” I jerked but it was only a little rabbit. I licked my lips, maybe it was the hunger but this rabbit was looking so delicious in this very moment. What was this? Never in my life had I craved a living animal this much in my life.

Jack subconsciously snuggled closer as he smelt his wife’s beautiful smell and buried his head in her neck. Both of them woke up early and started the day with a lot of energy. Jack milked and cleaned the barn after skinning 8 rabbits for Mira. They were going to have a full house of people today. Mira made her rabbit like she did it with her cornmeal mash. The main reason for choosing this was she already had the cornmeal mash prepared and in space. She made yoghurt drink and filled it in one of the ale barrels for everyone to drink.

Sarah told him candidly. "Little girl, pretty with a fish brain. You can get meat anywhere. Now I want one of you to go to my trap over there and see if it catch any animal." Boss said while Mr Wellspring and Ryan hurried to check his trap, "What did it catch?" He shouted. "A rabbit." Ryan shouted. "Great. Unloose it and bring that animal over here." He ordered again and made a fire. Ryan walked up to him with the almost dead animal, "And don't tell me you want to do what I am thinking? Eat it?"

“I am indeed an annoying wolf. Yet I understand that the annoying wolf is so unsettling, isn’t it?” Terrence answered me as he climbed the stairs. “What should I do to this rabbit?” I asked then. “Accompany them until I get back,” he said. I shook my head a little strange. I just stared at those little rabbits who were already motionless. Kitty looked so enthusiastic about enjoying the poor rabbits. I waited for Terrence while enjoying my homemade milk. A few minutes later Terrence returned without wearing a t-shirt and wet hair. I spouted my milk with origin.

Well, there was one reason. Rabbits. When Archer was 10, he would sit in the rabbit pens, watching the farmers work on the carrot crops. They rotated the fields between basic crops like wheat and carrot and squash, to keep the ground from going bad. The rabbits would eat the carrots, then the werewolves would eat the rabbits. Archer was old enough to know that even if he played with the rabbits and could enjoy their company, he would enjoy their meat later… He had found Eli in there. Eli had been yelled at by their family. The rabbits didn’t ask questions. Archer did, though.

“Shopia, what are you doing?” The little girl raised her face and smiled sweetly while raising her rabbit doll. “I'm playing with Bunny, Grandpa. Bunny is having a picnic in the garden.” Adam smiled slightly. "A picnic, huh? Does Bunny like tea or milk?” Shopia seemed to think for a moment, then answered firmly, "Milk! Bunny likes chocolate milk.” Adam nodded while adjusting his position on the wooden bench. The afternoon breeze blew gently, carrying the scent of moist soil and fragrant roses growing around the garden. He saw the green grass stretching out wide, with a few small birds hopping between the bushes. The atmosphere felt so peaceful.

The rabbit also stared at me with a shocked expression. “Who are you? I know you’re not human...” The little rabbit suddenly talked, which surprised me a little bit. My lips curled up in amusement. “Hi, I’m Luna. May I know your name?” I asked, and the rabbit squirmed with excitement. “You can understand me?! Can you understand me?!” the rabbit questioned repeatedly. Her voice was full of excitement. She seems to have been confined here for a long time. “Yes, I can understand you.” She was ecstatic and jumped happily.

I went to my horse, mounted and rode away still fuming. After an hour of hunting, I went back with a fox and a small rabbit. Zane had two small rabbits and a pheasant. Mr arrogant had three small rabbits and his friend as well. “I think it’s clear who won this round.” Zane said proudly. “Just count the two rabbits from him, the third one we hit it together so, it doesn’t count.”

I instantly knew he felt something from our touch too, but I knew he wouldn’t admit it. “Eat while it’s hot and thank you for making it. Remy got a rabbit early this morning but it wasn’t much,” he said, looking down at his plate. I’d given him about three times my portion, having no clue how much he ate. Thank god breakfast is simple, I’m a shit cook and baking is a nightmare. “You're welcome,” I simply said, as I picked up my fork. I silently grimaced at his rabbit comment. While I'd seen some wolves catch critters since I'd been here it still made me queasy. And to imagine the man I was hot and bothered for chomping down on a living animal and then scarfing it down was hardly appealing.

Fluffy tucked under her arm. "Hi," Sofia said. "I'm Sofia. I'm six." Chloe looked at her. "That's Mr. Fluffy," Sofia said, holding up the bear. "He's my best friend. He helps me when I'm scared." Chloe looked at the rabbit in her hands. "This is Bunny. He helps me too." "Can I see?" Chloe held out the rabbit. Sofia took it gently, examined it. "He's soft." "My grandma made him. Before she died."