Trash Panda Rocket Raccoon Novels & Stories

The animal responded. Trixie felt real fear now that she knew she had nowhere to hide that the Leviathan wouldn’t find her, but she wouldn’t give up. “Well could you please guide me away from the fire without leaving the woods?” Trixie asked the animal who didn’t respond right away. “Ok, I will guide you in the right direction, away from the fire, but after that you will have to find your own way.” The animal said and grabbed Trixie by the hand. Trixie frowned because the animal had hands like a human. “Thank you so much for your help… what is your name and what kind of animal are you?” Trixie asked allowing the animal to lead her. “My name is Samual, I’m a Racoon.” He answered, as he guided

Viper growls at Rocket “ Mine.” Rocket laughs “ Easy, big guy. We all know she is yours. I’m just showing you our Pixie here has options so don’t screw this up.” Rocket continues looking me over until she is satisfied I don’t have a single cut on me. By the time she is done Casper and Ice are back. I turn to them “ What the hell happened up there?”

“I’m not sure about this. But once you cross without your sigils, you don’t have protection from your pack anymore. You’re just another wolf in enemy territory.” “I accept it,” I said. We moved the bike into shadow. Magnus explained everything about it, his voice low and technical. “Ash-lined engine casing to dampen sound. Moonstone dust embedded in the tires to confuse trackers. Wolfsbane-treated leather grips to suppress dominance leakage.” “Will it work?” I asked. “It should. Unless Zeus has better witches than I think.” I removed the last trace of pack scent. Burned my gloves in a small fire Magnus had prepared. Then I cut my palm with a knife and let blood drip into the dirt. A symbolic

"My cameras should have picked you up. I don't have one alert, not even an animal's signature. I haven't checked on thermal imaging. And just now, neither Taryk nor I could see you." I turned back to our newest family member. Could she really disappear? "Maybe I'm just small enough that you missed me?" Xander snorted. Scarlet's eyes crinkled at the edges. The tiniest smile pulled at her lips. "Not freaking likely. I once checked a raccoon. You're small, but not smaller than a raccoon." Xander winked at her. "Let's discuss the rest of this when we get back home," I said. I wanted to get back into a secure setting. Being out in the open after we'd released Aeron and Juan just wasn't high on my

It must be nice to be a raccoon and steal people's shit. There's an asshole male lead raccoon. I call him Rocket. His beta male counterpart is Meeko. Naming raccoons after famous ones doesn't make me love them more. "Dad, Rocket's at it again," I say. My half-asleep father gets his rifle and is prepared to kill them. I grab a taser. Together in our pajamas, we sneak to the attic to trap those pesky pests. Mom hands dad a large net. And we start the count down.

to come near her, she quickly run as the tree’s branches lengthen its size and tried to strike her. Niffa cut the branches into pieces as they keeps on coming her way, the branches splattered human blood and stained the knife and her cloth. There was a pause for a moment as she glared at the eyeless tree, she was shocked to see the tree’s mouth revealed. It was wide with a lot of sharp teeth, it seemed like an endless spiral of sharp teeth inside its mouth. The left branch suddenly grasps a raccoon hiding from a tree with its humanoid fingers, and the raccoon keeps on wiggling from the branch’s grasp. Niffa was terrified when the tree gobbled up the raccoon’s body as its blood splattered on

Tasha said. "Okay" Jordan agreed with a brief smile. "Guys, meet Jordan Oscar he saved me the night the puppets attacked and he's a witch," Tasha said to about five of her friends. "Jordan meet Randall, Juliette, Louis, Ashley, and Rachel," Tasha said as she pointed at them one after the other. "Nice to meet you all" Jordan said. "So we're going to the woods to hunt some animals, would you like to follow us?" Randall asked in a cheery voice, he reminded him of Damian as they both had the same aura.

“He would. And he’d have a monologue prepared.” A rustle came from the bushes. We braced. Then— A raccoon shuffled out, dragging what looked suspiciously like Rain’s abandoned granola bar wrapper. We both relaxed. Lia exhaled. “False alarm. Small trash thief.” I nodded. “Same difference.” She leaned into me. “Come on. Let’s head back before I start getting ideas about training a raccoon to help us spy on Rain.” “I’m not sure that’s not the best idea you’ve ever had.”

My fingertips felt incredibly cold, and my hands were shaking violently. My mind had gone blank except for a single thought—I was done for. They had discovered what I was up to. Justin's expression was stormy. He stared at me for a long time. His eyes were gleaming with disappointment. "You disgust me, Robin," he spat.

The occasional opossum or raccoon skittered across the dark road, illuminated only by high-beams. “God damn!” Ashley cursed, “What was that?” “A raccoon. Please slow down; we almost hit it!” “Well, it scared the shit out of me. We could’ve been killed! That’s one sharp curve.” “I’m glad you didn’t hit it,” Sarah said, “I love animals, even raccoons.”