Pimas Triser
Primas Triser, the acrobatic rabbit hopping along, was the best of the rabbits, with long sharp nails and a white bushy tail; Primas was born with the ability to climb trees. He Grew up on the northside grassy land in a cavern by the river. At only 6 months old, Primas! could just land on the river's edge in only one jump. He knew he was special, his family's Smug little winner. Most Farmers around have seen him on their land. One day, Prim wandered off, searching for food; he spotted a large fenced-in area, the Fresh smell of pickled peppers clouding over; Primas Soared like a bird, Mouth wide open, tasting the fresh scent; he didn't waste a single breath; Primas dashing toward them before he even hits the ground, Extra Crunchy and sweet. It would be a nice stash for the long winter in his den. You think he would know better! about taking things he knew didn't belong to him, but every time they tried, they blinked and were long gone. Tree-topping Primas could never be caught. He gathered all the peppers he saw, bringing them back over the fence one at a time, Not far next to an Enormous Pine tree, then gathering enough of the small brush around and using them to hide the peppers; back at home, he had a few big rags, Most of them in trashcans nearby, He like to tear into the ones where he usually found the best stuff, Making another mess for the farmers to clean up. Primas was getting sleepy, So he called it a night, ran back to his hole, lay down, closed his eyes, and gently swifts to dreamland; in no time at all, it was Sunny with a blue sky. Peter wasted no time snatching the biggest rag he found. Primas liked to tie his neck to look like a superhero. He loved it a lot but saw some other rabbits laughing. Imagine he flew back through the trees to the Big Tree where he hid breakfast, a Fresh pile of pickled pepper to get him through the winter. Later that evening, the farmer came out surprised to see his peppers were gone; he wondered what possibly could have done it."The gate was closed," the farmer thought. There was nothing around; he always made sure his stuff was cleaned up. Flustered, he wandered back inside his house While the culprit was back feasting in his hide-hole. Enough to feed 6 more rabbits. Primas loved them so much, he sat for 3 whole days and now most of the pile was gone. he never realized how fast or how much he had eaten. I thought for a moment about what he would do, 'Maybe the farmer planted more by now, and they had grown back. So again, Primas scurries back down to the farmer's fence and leaps on over, finding it was the same as he left it, "There has to be more pickled peppers I can pick!" 6 More places he's been before and heads to each of them one at a time until he discovers that there are no pickled peppers at all. They were normally harvested on May 5th, Only one day after the farmer he stole from. How would he ever make it through the winter? he thought for a moment again, Unsure what to do. He scurries back to his hole and hopes he has enough to make it through the winter. Greedy as he was and alone for all the years, Primas yawns loudly, throwing his paws high in the air; his tummy starts to rumble, letting out a weird noise; the empty feeling was too much for him to bear. It must be from all the running he did; normally, he eats as he hops along. Remembering the pile he left in his hole, he heads back, finishes the rest of the pile, and is face-up, lying with his belly full. Nothing left to get through the winter in his den, and all of the patches were cleaned out by the farmers except one. Maybe the farmer planted seeds, and they grew. Primas hoped and prayed for a miracle, running back to the farmer's patch to see if anything grew. Straight over the fence, he jumped, same as before, completely empty. He couldn't stay in his hole without any food and headed out to search for spots he hadn't been to. As he noticed a small rabbit heading back to his hole, he felt sorry that the little guy had come for nothing. The food was gone, and it was all his fault. Not knowing where the rabbit had gone, he scurried back to his hole and came back in the morning. Waiting and waiting as long as it took, tall brown ears appeared out of the tall grass. Curiously, Primas hid beside the first bush he could find, Perched underneath, wide prying eyes, belly brushed low upon the dirt. Primas wondered what the bunny would do; the soft little bunny wabbled slowly up to the gate, Instantly surprised by a big bowl of new food that Primas hadn't seen. Where did it come from? How can this be? If only Prima rabbit hand hadn't jumped straight over the fence, he would have seen all the food that he missed. A cute little bunny found it before him. Patiently waiting for him to finish. Knowing the bunny couldn't eat very much, four more members, 2 parents and 2 siblings joined in. So Primas decided to wait for them to finish. Not even a nibble after they were done was left to be eaten. Primas sobbed, thinking he. 'd never make it through the winter, but as he started walking, the farmer started yelling out; quick as a blizzard, Primas flurried away, scared that the farmer knew what he had done. Peter closed his eyes down in the tall grass and waited till the farmer returned to the house. Primas walked back up, wondering why he came out and saw that the bowl was filled back up. The look in his eyes there was excited and glowing; he didn't know why he would give Primas food after he gobbled up his. Primas gathers about half of the food, leaving some more in case the rabbits return. Again, Peter heard the farmer call out, standing still and waving to him with a smile on his face. I thought he knew what I had done, Primas thought. Never again will I steal from the farms. Living alone was lonely and bitter, and Primas decided to try a new approach this time. sharing some of the food with some of the rabbits near him; some decided that his hole was better, 3 of them bunking the rest of the winter. Primas knew of his acrobatic power; he thought his power was enough to do it by himself; now that Primas's life has changed for the better, he loves that his buddies provide warmth for winter. Now and again during the winter, Primas pops his head out his holes, telling his buddies he'll be back with food. Today, he uses his amazing powers to help his new buddies and every rabbit in every hole. Bringing platters of food, thinking about himself last. The farmer leaves plenty of food now to get us through the winter.
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Great episode!!! Your words arrangements never cease to amaze me.
Interesting series