Waldo Rabbit Novels & Stories

“Why is this pink-coloured thing afraid of me…!?” A man with white hair, red eyes, like an appearance of a white rabbit, stands next to me. “Thing…? It’s a Fortune Rabbit.” Saying that, I stroke the pink rabbit on her back, where she calms down and rests on my lap once again. “What is that? A rabbit that brings good luck?” “Yes.” “…I need to borrow her for a while.” BOP BOP BOP. Hearing that, the rabbit stomps her foot on my feet again— and with a quick pace.

Beta Lufin said. My attention was stolen by a shuffle in the nearby oak tree as I heard tiny footsteps, or jumping… yes, jumping. A white rabbit came out from hiding at the oak tree and her fur looks so soft like a snow, it looks, her tiny nose and mouth, and her fluffy ears that jumps along with her as she hops farther. I found myself following it, wanting to take it as a pet, thinking that she should not be wandering around the forest inhabited by wolves, she might get eaten! Oh forgive myself for calling it a ‘she’ I do not know its gender so.

He really felt a shiver down his spine at that moment, as if he had turned into prey for a powerful beast. It was fortunate that Esmeralda held his hand tightly the entire time, so it decided not to Alex in the end. The War Rabbit’s back was covered in armor, yet the people standing on top of it could maintain their balance effortlessly, no matter how much it jumped or ran. That was because there was a formation around the back of the War Rabbit’s armor. ‘This rabbit is amazing. It’s so quick!’ Alex asked under his breath. “Is this a real rabbit, or just a mimic?’

As he came back to his original spot, the werewolf watched him closely, and this time Wilson stood in a position where the werewolf would see what he was about to do. Wilson held the rabbit tightly and safely, then he injected his new substance into the rabbit and placed it on the ground. The rabbit was about to run, when it slowed down and then fell to the ground. Wilson was very proud of his outcome, and so he went to pick it up but was shocked, "oh!", he said and turned to the werewolf, "It's dead." Wilson discarded the rabbit and carried it to the werewolf. He removed the tape from the werewolf's mouth.

After inquiring, he learned that they had distinctive round faces and bodies, flat and shorter noses than other breeds, and came in various colors, commonly black and white, fawn, and light brown. He chose a white rabbit that resembled Roxana Nelson's rabbit. Initially, he intended to buy just one, but the store employee mentioned that there was another lonely rabbit, and it would be better for them to be friends! He thought it was a good idea and ended up buying both. Then he drove back to Roxana Nelson's place, knocking on the door, but no one answered. Surprised, he knocked on William's door upstairs and saw Roxana Nelson holding the lifeless rabbit. It looked as if the rabbit's death was

I hold my aching side, bracing myself to keep going, run it off, when I notice two things at once. A few feet away, under the tall oak where Mari had been perched, there’s a white rabbit, upright on her haunches, staring at me, frozen in place. And my wolf isn’t fighting me for our skin. The rabbit’s tiny heart flutters under its smooth fur, racing. Its pink and white ears point skyward. My wolf notes the little critter, his mouth instinctively watering, but he dismisses her as quickly as he notices her.

The little rabbit didn't even know that it was a male rabbit, not a female one, but that's not really a problem here. The giant rabbit noticed the small white furball in front of it and sniffed. Usha didn't back down since the rabbit was only taking a sniff of him. Then he felt something wet on his eye and forehead, and realized that the rabbit had licked him. "Oh! You're friendly! Hi! My human calls me Usha!" Usha meowed. It earned him a few more licks around his ears before the rabbit went back to its meal. Usha smiled, feeling that he had just gotten a new friend. So he licked the rabbit back on its cheek.

Beauty is the eye of a beholder, I guess. "This is Gary, and he is staying with us against our will." Caleb creases his brows. It's obvious my mate is also annoyed beyond belief, but I know Caleb doesn't know how to get rid of Gary either. And he feels guilty forcing him out because I told him how Gary showed me the way home. "Sup?" Gary remarks from the table, and Marcus narrows his eyes some more. "And he is a Rabbit?" he says after a long pause. "Half Rabbit. And you know you can ask me these questions directly? Don't be rude, my Chocolate Wolfdaddy," Gary winks.

We have many hungry dogs. The pure joy that came back to me as the three wolves set off in search of rabbits made me smile. When the sleds pulled into Rabbits Hallow, the pack had a small feast waiting for us. They had caught ten rabbits, and a fox. The wolves were busy sharing the fox. “I see you really did make some friends. Is this supposed to be a peace offering?” Dekota asked, as he climbed off his sled. He wandered over to the rabbits but Convil snarled at him when he tried to pick on up.