Splitting Hares
He liked to think that he was the sort of hare that didn’t sweat the small stuff.
Broken Pieces. Chapter Thirteen.
The hare asked in a far more professional voice than before. “trr,” logan said as he stood up straight and tried to clumsily fix his suit. “proceed left, sir.” the hare nodded; logan turned to go that way.
Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-Five
“the marche hare invited himself to the tea party to take out the king.” logan tensed at that. he knew that hare wasn’t just some nobody. that hare had been a well-trained assassin and that could only mean… to think he worked for bosch as logan did.
Rescue
The hare screwed up his nose, uttering a soft squeak of disgust. he peeked out from behind the box, watching the anthro sit down on a bench, presumably waiting for a bus, but the hare knew otherwise.
Broken Pieces. Chapter Thirty.
It was that of a rabbit, or a hare. more likely a hare but logan had trouble seeing the difference between the two species at times. as most did.
Broken Pieces. Chapter Thirty-One.
Logan dared the hare to explain as he motioned towards the monitors. even now, sharks and orcas were fighting against the hares on guard. cutting through them as they pressed ever forward, onwards towards them.
A RedQuest Tale - Chapter 6 (clean)
Watercress nodded her head as she saw pearl lift up the head of the hare as she slowly placed the flask to the hare's lips. carefully pearl began to pour some of the cool fresh stream water as she watched the hare swallow some of it.
Star Fox: First Contact - Mission I
The ace pilot argued coolly, hugging the humored old hare in a one armed embrace as the blue vixen smiled smugly, "seriously, pep's always telling me to do those barrel rolls when i need to most.
The Tortoise and the Hare
The crowd was hanging onto the hare's every word.
A Measure of Worth: Chapter 1
The young hare covered his shameful sobs with his small pillow before sleep eventually took him.
Times Gone By
The hare sounded tired as he finished his explanation. six understood what toll this must have taken on the old hare, not that he held any sympathy. his life had not been easy either.
Shooting Your Shot
He got closer to the hare, nearly towering over him. "kiss me." as his face grew warmer, the hare took another step back. "h-hey!