He didn't have strange animal paws or weird, monstrous proportions. He looked exactly like an elite heavyweight bodybuilder who just happened to possess the ears of a rabbit and the terrifying leg strength of a hydraulic press.
Every time Cutie crouched and launched himself forward, he cleared thirty feet of ground in a single, graceful arc, landing with surprisingly silent agility for a man of his massive size.
"The atmospheric pressure of this world is incredibly light!" Cutie boomed, his voice carrying over the crashing waves. He executed a flawless mid-air spin, his long ears flopping wildly. "I feel as though I could leap across the ocean itself!"
Veer leaned lazily against the hood of the Maybach, crossing his arms over his chest. He watched the giant rabbit bounding around with a look of profound, aristocratic judgment.
