About the bunny

Blade, Ahh the fragile little wall flower.

She stood no more then 4'7 from feet to head,

with ears nearly a foot long up above. And what

ears they were. Thin of course, with velvet

covering them in the first of the whiteness that snowed down her form. Her hair was long and nearly as white as her ears. Faint silver could be seen a strand here and a strand there if one looked close enough. It did not curl or wave, it was straight and smooth. Little body gave it very little bounce. But it was thick and soft to the touch... The tips of healthy hair danced and tickled against the small of her back at each silent step she took.

Her skin matched her hair and ears perfectly. She was whiter then the snow on the mountain tops. Undriven snow... Her skin was not fur exactly, nor was it skin. It was velvet smoothed the right way. Her features were delicately formed and could be said to be cute. Almond shape eyes the color of the ocean gave the only natural color to her in a vivid splash. Fine white lashes fanned invisibly against her soft cheeks with equally fine brows of white arching and furrowing with each expression made. Her nose was tiny and button like and her lips were thin and pale. Her cheeks dimpled when she smiled and the one act made her whole face light up brilliantly, especially in it's rareness.

She held herself straight, never slouching. Her spine was kept rigid, most of the time, with shoulders remaining straight and narrow. Her throat was smooth and uncovered until it met shoulders and the neckline of her dress was found half hiding collar bones. Her dress too, was white and made of crushed velvet. It spilled down her form, clinging until her hips and then free falling in waves of cloth to her feet. It was tight around her upper arms and then flared out into those large sleeves that didn't seem so sleeve like. Her body was slim, not bonnily skinny though. Her chest was meager in size, a hand full, or a b cup if she wore a bra. They were perky though. Her curves where gentle, nothing to extreme, with slightly flared hips and a pert little rear topped with a tail of white fluff. The tail poked out a hole in her dress that was made just for it. It did not like the feel of cloth on it very well. Slight elastic kept the dress from showing anything else besides that tail.

Hands and feet were small and delicate, like a child's. Though her fingers were slimmer and slightly longer, artistic some would say. Her nails on fingers and toes were painted a pale silver color. She kept herself quite clean and neat. She wasn't a prude about getting dirty, she just didn't like to stay that way if a bath was an option. She was a shy little thing but stubborn and taught quite a few bad habits when she was mad or afraid. One habit had always been the smoothing of her clothing, and that was a purely nervous one. She also had a way of making herself seem smaller then she already was when afraid. She could cower quite well.


	About the bunny Blade, Ahh the fragile little wall flower. She stood no more then 4'7 from feet to head, with ears nearly a foot long up above. And what ears they were. Thin of course, with velvet covering them in the first of the whiteness that snowed down her form. Her hair was long and nearly as white as her ears. Faint silver could be seen a strand here and a strand there if one looked close enough. It did not curl or wave, it was straight and smooth. Little body gave it very little bounce. But it was thick and soft to the touch... The tips of healthy hair danced and tickled against the small of her back at each silent step she took. Her skin matched her hair and ears perfectly. She was whiter then the snow on the mountain tops. Undriven snow... Her skin was not fur exactly, nor was it skin. It was velvet smoothed the right way. Her features were delicately formed and could be said to be cute. Almond shape eyes the color of the ocean gave the only natural color to her in a vivid splash. Fine white lashes fanned invisibly against her soft cheeks with equally fine brows of white arching and furrowing with each expression made. Her nose was tiny and button like and her lips were thin and pale. Her cheeks dimpled when she smiled and the one act made her whole face light up brilliantly, especially in it's rareness. She held herself straight, never slouching. Her spine was kept rigid, most of the time, with shoulders remaining straight and narrow. Her throat was smooth and uncovered until it met shoulders and the neckline of her dress was found half hiding collar bones. Her dress too, was white and made of crushed velvet. It spilled down her form, clinging until her hips and then free falling in waves of cloth to her feet. It was tight around her upper arms and then flared out into those large sleeves that didn't seem so sleeve like. Her body was slim, not bonnily skinny though. Her chest was meager in size, a hand full, or a b cup if she wore a bra. They were perky though. Her curves where gentle, nothing to extreme, with slightly flared hips and a pert little rear topped with a tail of white fluff. The tail poked out a hole in her dress that was made just for it. It did not like the feel of cloth on it very well. Slight elastic kept the dress from showing anything else besides that tail. Hands and feet were small and delicate, like a child's. Though her fingers were slimmer and slightly longer, artistic some would say. Her nails on fingers and toes were painted a pale silver color. She kept herself quite clean and neat. She wasn't a prude about getting dirty, she just didn't like to stay that way if a bath was an option. She was a shy little thing but stubborn and taught quite a few bad habits when she was mad or afraid. One habit had always been the smoothing of her clothing, and that was a purely nervous one. She also had a way of making herself seem smaller then she already was when afraid. She could cower quite well. ,