Tigger X Rabbit Novels & Stories

And it did. The rabbit let out a loud, deafening screech that shook The Intertwine to the core. I gasped, pressing my hands over my ears as I crumbled to the ground. A loud ping sound rang in my ears, and my head was hazy and disoriented as I tried to gather my thoughts. That was no rabbit. Rabbits didn’t make a loud banshee screech that could burst someones eardrums. What was it going to do next? Morph into a monster? My eyes managed to peel open, still watery and blurry, and I searched around for Raphael.

Trixie and X point of view X slid forward running as hard as she could. She seemed enthroned by a game of cat and mouse with Trevor. We ran along the river on the property. X sniffing the air chasing after a rabbit until it ran into the ground and then jumping across the river and running further from the pack house. We ran for a while before she settle and began trotting. I figured at any minute Trevor would bound up behind us and give us a run for our money home but I didn't even hear footsteps anywhere near us.

At this moment, Foxy's ears moved, and she shouted excitedly, “Look, there’s a hole here. Could it be your nest? I heard that rabbits like to dig holes. I think this must be it!” A trace of embarrassment flashed across Rabbit's face. It leaned forward and smelled carefully. Indeed, there was a scent of his family.

Nicole coughed violently while covering her nose and mouth. Tigger, who had been quietly playing dead, scratched at her pocket. “Mama, I searched my database. It’s some kind of ancient sacrificial ritual.” Nicole’s heart went cold at the words. ‘Am I really going to die?!’ “Tigger, you’re a tiger, right? Can you pounce out and bite them?” Tigger was silent for a few seconds before speaking cutely. “Molly Stewart gave me 20% aggressiveness in her original design, but after the Great God Maverick remodeled me, my aggressiveness became zero. Mama, you can pounce and bite them yourself…”

Darz said. “Rabbit, the symbol of luck. An incarnation of a moron who is so cocky for her luck. Speculated as the ones everyone afraid of, yet don’t get so cocky as you just summoned your Ribo!” Franz exclaimed. “She’s not the only one who has a Ribo!” Harz said showing his Ribo which is a white sheep. “We managed to summon our Ribo because of Varz. We are not a bunch of morons who will hate anyone for something he has never done.” Larz said showing his Ribo which is a brown boar.

she demanded, causing the two toms to stop and stare for a few heartbeats. "This mousebrain was trying to chase a rabbit that got smart and ducked for cover in the bush," Berrystripe explained with a scornful look at Twigfur. The warrior only ducked his head in embarrassment, "It still somehow managed to get away from him." "Only because you gave me away!" Twigfur retorted. His pelt began standing on end as Furzewhisker rolled her eyes. Toms, she shook her head in bewilderment, if they've proven anything, they've proven just how mousebrained they really are.

“Nightlight’s a rabbit.” “A rabbit?!” Harmonia was surprised. This was her first time hearing that a horse had become friends with a rabbit. Dimas nodded and looked at Firefly’s spacious stable. Harmonia looked over as well and saw a meticulously built nest for a rabbit. “Where did Nightlight go?” Harmonia asked. “It ran off.” At that moment, Firefly chuffed in great displeasure. Dimas gave him a look, and it wilted.

I ask confused. I hadn't thought of such a strange mix, less, when rabbits are cute and cuddly, and we wolves are quite aggressive, territorial and wild. Yes, we are wild, aggressive and violent when they try to take something we don't want to be touched. "You can't say that. Rabbits are cute" I say and Jareth smiles at me. "Honey, do you know how much rabbits fuck, are you aware how many babies rabbits have because they fuck so much? Have you heard the phrase, 'fuck like rabbits'?" asks Jareth and I pause to watch the lustful look on his face.

I couldn’t let him slip away from me. I dipped my fingers into the warm blood, then rushed back to Talon’s side with the rabbit in one hand and my bloodied fingers in the other. Kneeling beside the bed, I gently pressed the blood to his nose, hoping that the scent would awaken something within him. “Talon, please,” I urged softly. “I got you the rabbit blood.” At first, there was no response, and my heart sank once more. But then, I saw his nostrils flare slightly, his body instinctively reacting to the scent. His eyes fluttered open, and in an instant, he lunged forward, his hands grabbing the rabbit from my grasp.