The Cetra and the Lion, chapter 1
Its mane, trimmed almost like a human's hair, is a rich and pleasing umber; one eye is golden, the other sliced through with a scar.
Wrong Bride, Right Groom (part 1)
He watched the burnt umber colored orbs scan the dank inside of the car where their owner now reside.
Vantage of Hindsight
Then again, perhaps it wouldn't have mattered if he'd known about the whole thing - umber hulks were normally wild and solitary beings, after all, and not given to delicate sensibilities.
Plaisir - Shorts - Battling Pride - Conflict
"leave, then," said narcissus, sharply and impatiently, "get out of here and leave this..." he stared extra hard into october's eyes as he said it, his umber-coloured eyes seeming to blaze with their own green fire, "to me..."
Wrong Bride, Right Groom - Life and Death are only seconds apart
Sighing a bit he threw the pendant down to the ground and gave jason a well placed smack to the side of his head as the boy with the tight umber curls went sprawling to the back of the bed and laid there.
Aleksandra: Her First Cigar
She toyed with the longer hair the draped along one side of her face, the honey colored locks fading into a shorter darker umber undercut that her mother referred to as 'boyish' regardless of the style being adopted by so many women.
Vapors
The vixen's fur was bright umber from the tip of black ears down to black-tipped feet, except for the front of her legs, where a creamy white stripe of fur ran along the inside of her thighs up to her crotch, provocatively giving her stark white nether-fur
Worth Redemption
She spoke smooth, calmly, in a way that reflected her shimmering, umber-brown and wavey pelt. she walked up behind her lover and wrapped her thin, dainty arms around one of his larger, heavily muscled arms.
Making an Ass 0 - Origins of a Weredonkey
His legs were clad in tight black jeans, his tight chest covered in a burnt umber colored shirt that seemed like the last moments of a sunset.
Not Much for Dogs
Burnt umber to shade. greys. blacks. short, staccato strokes, long, fluid motions. strange smells. scrutinizing expressions.
Spirit Bound: Chapter Fifty-Six
Garret walked in, the fur on his face damp from a quick scrub, wearing some loose, burnt umber, shorts and a red t-shirt. nathanial smiled at him, "hi, dad."
Wrong Bride, Right Groom (part 3, section 1)
He could recall the at how the rich umber colored hair had laid in levels down the side of the dog's head, and was disheartened as he saw it in its new condition.