"She stood leaning against the wall of the room. Moonlight, breaking through small cracks in the stormy sky, shone through the window next to her silhouetting her left side and contrasting her contours with the deep shadows of the dark room. The eery pale blue light mixed with with the white of the fur on her face and accentuated her short muzzle, long slender ears and flowing brown hair that reached the middle of her back. A stray strand of hair hung across her face and outlined the patch of brown fur around her right eye.

The moonlight shimmered across the on the gold ring hung from the hare's necklace and down her green blouse that was unbuttoned enough to show a fair amount of cleavage. The blouse was short and let some of the white fur of her midriff show. Another patch of brown fur started at the top of her left hip and disappeared into her waistline. The pants she wore were than cargo pants with dark brown accents around the edges of the pockets. They fit her well and helped enhance the curves of her hips. The knees of the pants were cut out and replaced with black mesh showing the fur of her knees. Her right leg was bent allowing her foot to rest against the wall as she leaned. She wore no shoes and the brown fur of her long, slender hare feet seemed to almost vanish into the dark shadows of the floor save thin tendrils of ghostly light that outlined the tops of them.

She held a plain white mug in hands. The fingers of her left held it through the handle on side and the fingers of the right hand, gloved in brown fur, held on to the other. Silver slivers of steam rolled off the warm dark coco in the mug, caught the light and then disappeared into the shadows. She looked through the darkness to the figure in the doorway, her blue eyes shining with silver highlights, and regarded them with a small smile beckoning for them to come watch the storm with her."

Commission for Verilidaine.