Sakura Fox
The Kitsune stands tall and proud. Well, as tall as she can anyway. For this one is shorter than the average fox. Still, there is a peaceful and altogether hopeful aura that radiates from her fair skinned person. Her hair is long and as blue as the sky on the clear fall morning with half held up with sticks in a bun. Her attire is reflective of her present studies. A blue silken Kimono with white water and air like embroidery. Swirls and waves that seem to dance together in harmony. Her Fukuro Obi is a lighter black and surprisingly accents the colour of blue quite well. Across her shoulder is a brown leather satchel that is coarsely made. Coming from a belt hidden by the Obi are two books that dangle at her side along with a few utility pouches. Moving down to her …. Shoes? Or lack there of in this case. Her feet are bare but seemingly well kept. As the wind blows, it wafts her natural strawberry scent through the air.
As the group approaches, they’d note that her nose is buried in a journal of sorts. The feather of the quill is shaking vigorously to her writing tempo. As they get closer, her ears twitch to their footsteps. She lifts her gaze and now it can be seen that her eyes are as blue as sapphires. She wears glasses that are far too large for her face and when she smiles it is almost infectious.
“Oh… Hi hi friends!”