Ambriel grabbed the hare by the cuff. It struggled a little, not wanting to leave the safety of Ambriel's arms. The angel inspected it with his sharp eyes, turning it around to look for definite signs of evil. Ambriel found absolutely nothing.
He let the hare come back into his arms, wrapping his arms around it protectively. "Why is it a bad rabbit?" Ambriel asked. "It doesn't look very evil. It looks merely afraid. Afraid of something larger and far more dangerous."