Before we start I would like to say a few tings. First is that, 4 chapters were premade and those will come out today, just about all of this is hard to read, in this story I imagine a hlessi as like a rouge which doesn't care for a warren and not a rabbit that is looking for one (At least that's what I think the description of a hlessi is) and now that you have been properly warned, try and enjoy! Also this is going off of the Netflix series and some of the show.
Keres sat down her black ears pricked forward. Her orange gaze darting around the farm. A soft breeze blew through her remarkable colorings. The coast was clear. Without a second to loose, the black and red rabbit ran into a shed and hopped up onto desk where a hutch lay.
"Clover." she called out into the hutch.
A slightly bigger doe came over into the light, she was showing off beautiful deep blue eyes. "Ker. How are you?" her soft voice came out.
"Wonderful. There's word that foxes may be passing around." Keres spoke. "If you wouldn't mind. I would appreciate if you kept an eye out." Keres said with a small smile. Clover nodded. Keres got up and turned to leave before Clover spoke up again.
"Keres, I saw some rabbits yesterday. There was a group of them. One of them saw me." Clover said glancing away as if imagining the scene again. "Well, pray to Frith their better than the other warren." I mumbled. After figuring out what they really were, I wouldn't ever dare say the name of that warren. I heard terrible stories from a poor rabbit named Blackavar. He was covered in scars and he looked weak but he still had a lot of fight in him.
"Well, I must be going now, bye-"
I was interrupted by a large bottle hitting me. It shattered into what seemed to be thousands of piecse. I managed hear Clover and the other does shouting at me to run.
Getting up, I ran. The man was yelling and I could hear the barking of that large dog they always kept on a rope. Only this time it was free of the toughs hold of the rope. There was a loud thumping of paws behind me, if I tripped once I would be dead. But the safety of the trees pulled me into a tight embrace as the dog was recalled back.
Letting out a sigh of relief, I got up and looked at my surroundings. 'Might as well find a spot to make a scrape for the night.'
{__}_Time skip brought to you by Bigwig mocking Hazel_{__}
It was the next day and I was busy chewing on some Sow Thistle I had found. It was almost Ni-Frith, which meant I would have to be visiting Clover and the others. Swallowing the last bit of food, I got up and started to make my way towards the farm.
When I reached there, I could hear Clover yell something. The farm cat then jumped onto a rabbit. who did their best to fight back. Running over, I pushed the cat over. Biting at the cat, I was able to make out Clover shouting at the other rabbits.
The cat continued to scratch at me. I kept doing the same sometimes biting at it's paws. The stupid feline managed to push me off, I ran under a pallet where the cat couldn't reach.
The farmers came out and grabbed the cat scolding it. I slowly came out of the pallet and looked at the hutch with relief flooding my eyes, a pair of tough hands grabbed me by the scruff. It was the farmer's partner. A girl followed, she was gently grabbing two of the does from Clover's hutch.
"What's going on?" I asked urgently to Clover. She looked at me "Their moving us inside I believe." Inside?! I'm a hlessi for Frith's sake I'm supposed to travel fields and mountains. Not be stuck in a box.
"Oh Frith." I mumbled to myself. "Don't worry Keres, we'll be there with you." Clover assured with a soft smile. I gave her a grateful smile, although, I think that was the fakest smile I could have ever put on.
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Who Are You? | Bigwig x OC | A Watership Down Fanfic
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