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BLACK RABBIT

by Elena Petrasova

Illustrations by Nika Zimina

Copyright

Black Rabbit

Written by Elena Petrasova

Illustrations by Nika Zimina

Copyright © Elena Petrasova. All rights reserved.

Illustrations copyright © Nika Zimina. Used with permission.

Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter four and a half

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven—The Last One

BLACK RABBIT

This book is about a little black rabbit and another rabbit Toni, their friends and enemies, about complex and important things as well as sad and joyful things. In short, this book is about everything that makes up the life of any rabbit. This book is dedicated to all the little ones who don’t have mom. And it’s also dedicated to all the little ones who do.

Chapter One

(This book will have many chapters, some of which will be fun and some sad. Anyway, please don’t get upset, as you must remember that even after reading the saddest chapter, you can peek at the end of the story where it clearly says that everything will be fine—for you and for the rabbit! Now, chapter one—quite sad, but a bit funny.)

The little black rabbit was born in a warm burrow with his brothers and sisters. He was named after the special color of his fur, which he was very happy with. They called him Yikes. (Yes, yes, don’t be surprised. His mother named him Yikes! The thing is, that when she was picking a burrow with Aunt Raya—who, by the way, was a wise rabbit and the oldest in the family—they stumbled upon a very pretty (according to mother rabbit) black cloth with five little tails and a hole in the middle. Mother rabbit liked the cloth so much that she wanted to take it with her. But Aunt Raya, sniffing it, suddenly exclaimed “YIKES!” and quickly hopped away. The young mother rabbit thought that the cloth was called Yikes and started chasing Aunt Raya, not daring to ask why they hadn’t taken the cloth with them. She trusted Aunt Raya’s taste completely and certainly didn’t want to show that she didn’t know what a Yikes was.)

But “Yikes” stuck in her mind, and when the little rabbit of unusual color was born, she decided that such a baby should have an unusual name. So, the mother named her little black-eared one Yikes.

(Of course, dear, you understand that many different rabbits are born all around the world: yellow ones, red ones, and black ones… Oh! Yellow ones probably aren’t born. Unless you paint a newborn white rabbit with yellow paint! It’s doubtful he’d like that…. Yes, and red ones aren’t born either. But there are grey, brown, white, and black ones. Our little one was black. But mother rabbit, being a first-time mom, thought that all rabbits should be grey and white, like her. She thought that maybe the reason her baby was black was because she ate too many blackberries. She didn’t know that in the forest with Aunt Raya, they had found an ordinary leather glove, not a Yikes. So, it turns out that the baby’s name should have been “Glove.” But what happened, happened; let’s not judge the young mother rabbit too harshly, as this chapter is a little sad because of her.)

Our rabbits grew up, and the mother began to go further away to eat in other meadows. One day, she didn’t come home. The little rabbits were left all alone.

(Now comes the saddest part, so please, get ready.)

The little rabbits waited for their mother, but she didn’t come. Our little ones were all alone. They were scared and, huddling together, waited for what would happen next. Yikes kept his eyes on the entrance to the burrow, hoping that his mother would come back. Unfortunately, dear, that didn’t happen. When our little black-tail realized this, he became so sad that, although he was the bravest of the little rabbits, he began to cry. He kept looking at the burrow entrance, still hoping, hoping, hoping.

Finally, Yikes understood that something had to be done, or he and his brothers and sisters would perish alone.

Yikes carefully crawled out of the burrow and sniffed around. He had never experienced so many emotions in his small life. He was both scared and curious at the same time. The little rabbit rolled off the ledge and found himself in a wide meadow, surrounded by something beautiful and fragrant. It was, as you can guess, clover. The pink flowers tickled Yikes’s nose, and he began munching happily. Then he brought some back to the burrow so that his weak brothers and sisters could also eat.

When the little rabbits regained their strength, they crawled out of the burrow and tumbled down onto the meadow where soft, juicy grass grew—plenty of it for all of them. They ate until they looked like colorful pom-poms. Some of them couldn’t even cross their paws because their big bellies wouldn’t let them. So they lay there, soft fluffy balls, until Aunt Raya hopped over.

Aunt Raya seemed to know everything about mother rabbit. She hugged and petted the little ones for a long time. Yikes watched from behind a blueberry bush and was happy for his brothers and sisters.

“Oh, you little ones, oh, you poor things. Now everything will be fine! Everything will be all right!” Aunt Raya crooned. The kind aunt rabbit kissed and hugged the little ones for a long time, then asked, “Well, is everyone here?”

The little rabbits answered, “Everyone!” and rushed after Aunt Raya into the burrow.

How about me? What about me? Thought Yikes. They forgot about me! And his little black ears drooped sadly. Yikes looked at the forest, which seemed to beckon him with its unknown and exciting things, and back at the door of his own home, which was starting to close, letting the last little rabbit inside. At that moment, Yikes realized that there are days when one has to make very grown-up decisions. If I go home, I’ll live with Aunt Raya, but if I go into the forest, I can see what grows behind those trees, and what’s hidden behind those hills, and find out what that sound is—that continuous babble behind the rock.

The little one thought about this as the sun began to set. No one came out to search for him, and the red rays of the sunset flickered so beautifully from the forest that Yikes turned around and headed the opposite direction from home, into the mysterious forest, where many adventures, dangers, and joyful surprises awaited him.

(Are you curious, little one, about what happened to Yikes? If yes, then let’s read chapter two. In it you’ll find out how Yikes got hurt on his way (and how that helped him a lot), and how he found a new home. It will be the shortest chapter, so I think we have time.)

Chapter Two

As you remember, Yikes was left alone in the big forest. At first, he wandered along different paths and hills, then ate some grass and thought about how wonderful this world is. He even thought a little about his brothers and sisters, who, he thought, had chosen wrong. Poor rabbits, he thought they stayed with Aunt Raya, when they could have been here with me, enjoying these tasty treats.

That’s what Yikes thought, until he heard: “Hooo! Hooo!” The little rabbit froze and listened. Suddenly he heard again: “Hooo! Hooo!” And only then did he realize that everything around him had become creepy and gloomy. Instead of the bright green trees, there were now strange, scary shapes, and the sky had turned yellow and grey, like the color of old moss. The little one felt very uncomfortable. Yikes stayed still and peered around with his black eyes wide open. He barely breathed. Even the suspicious “hooo-hooo” was silent. He sat there for a moment longer, but then there was so much spit in his mouth that he had to swallow it. It made a rather strange loud sound. (Try doing that, and you’ll understand what I mean.)

At that very second, something fell off the branch of a tall tree. Yikes was so scared that he ran around, not knowing where to go. (Ask the person who is reading this book to you stretch the “O” sound in the word “so” to show you how badly the little rabbit was frightened.) He was just terrified and didn’t understand what was happening! And, you have probably guessed, the little rabbit was in deadly danger.

Fortunately, in his panic, Yikes tripped and tumbled into a deep hole, hurting himself badly. How can you be hurt badly and still be fortunate, you ask? Well, here’s how! By some miracle, he managed to escape from that huge, merciless owl that had been watching him from the branch of a mighty oak. The rabbit found himself at the very bottom of a pit, and now the owl couldn’t get to him. At that moment, Yikes thought that he should have stayed at Aunt Raya’s house. But it was too late. At least now he had his own burrow—it was dark and cramped, but it was his own.

Shuddering from fear for a long time, he listened carefully. Yikes didn’t even notice that his little eyes closed. He suddenly found himself back home. His brothers and sisters were playing nearby, and in the very center of their little burrow lay Mama, so warm and so dear.

(What a nice dream, right? Sleep well, Yikes. Tomorrow will be a new day. How wonderful that you’re okay.)