Someone knocks on your door

You were slumped back on a chair (the moving truck had arrived way before you did), half admiring how much you'd done in just 60 minutes. You groan as you get up and answered the knock.

The first thing you notice isn't even the person. It was the black government van you'd seen in every spy or crime movie ever. It felt silly seeing it through your front gate, but it was nescessary. Snapping back from your mildly geeky musings, you actually look at the young woman.

You were expecting someone younger, but teenagers are hardly ever adopted into society either, you realized. Probably less so than kids. What immediately stands out is her hair. It's long and shaggy, easily draping down past her shoulders. Poking out from just underneath her mane are two overly large, round ears, that actually look kinda cute. Her eyes are of a deep dark brown, and they 're a bit bigger than usual, especially when framed by her matching hair.

Looking a bit lower, you notice her modest breasts, like most you saw around the streets. She has an overall fit physique, which compliments the white crop top she's wearing, her sweat causing it to cling to her skin under the hot sun. Below her toned midriff was a pair of slacky black shorts, over a pair of equally fit legs. The simplistic look was rounded off by running shoes. She would have looked perfectly human were it not for the brown tail swishing behind her, nervously clinging around her legs. You couldn't deny she was very pretty though.