Its furry tail stood up firm and round as a plume, its bandy legs served it so well that it would often gracefully lift a hind leg and run very easily and quickly on three legs, as if disdaining to use all four.
Destiny touched its soft furry body and stubby ears.
"Furry little vampire," she murmured.
Furry displaced her stupor.
As she reached the tree, a large black furry form crashed into the trees ahead of her.