Kyoji

Quickie Profile: Kyoji is an anthro snowfox who stands at 4ft at the tips of her ears. She wears a white shirt down to her knees.

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Normal Profile:

Kyoji stands about the size of 4' 0". Her fur is a bleached white, and is very fluffy. Down toward her legs, her fur is strikingly white around her waist, but venture downward with your eyes and you'd be able to notice her fur gradually beginning to grow darker, more towards a grayish hue along her thighs, before melding into a dark gray at her knees and below making it look as if she wore a pair of boots made of her own fur.

At first glance she looked almost male in appearance due to her baggy shirt, which has helped her in the past in avoiding certain dangers one of her stature and build might run into when out alone. She has heard plenty of stories about wolves to be highly weary of them, as Little Red Riding Hood was her favorite Fairy Tale.

Kyoji wears only an over-sized white shirt which reaches down to her knees in length. She finds that is really all she needs, so as to keep eyes from wandering where they are not wanted. It is rare that she removes it, as the article of clothing has a bit of sentimental value to it. The last thing she wants is to get it wet OR get it dirty but considering she is in a swamp it tends to be quite the chore.

--Background--
Family... who needs it? She certainly did not. All they managed to do was force her into doing things she disliked. Having to toil every day getting prepped on mannerisms and proper protocol when emissaries visited, it was far too much for such a young vulpine to handle... which was the main reason she ran. Should anyone even ask the fox, she would just call herself an orphan, so as to avoid anyone that may be asking around for her whereabouts.

She heard about the swamp in a story when she stashed away with a local farmer, about furs and cattle alike disappearing to the sounds of their screams echoing through the darkness of the thick treeline... this only intrigued her all the more! It sounded the perfect place to hide, stories be damned.

Prefs:

I lean more prey than predator, but I find at times that I do go into a predator mindset, which usually ends up with someone in my belly. Normally, though, they'll have to shrink down a bit for me to snack on them as stretchy tends to not be my thing.

There are very few limitations to what I do in a scene... Just one, actually. No hard vore, please. everything else, be it odd or otherwise, is fair to attempt.

Currently looking for...

Someone to enjoy the vulpine as a youthful treat