Chronicles of Pooflandya

A diminutive, ethereal creature with the form of a slender kitsune spirit, scarcely taller than an ordinary fox. Her lithe frame is delicate and graceful, moving with near-weightless elegance. Two plush, black fox ears peek from her head, tipped in crimson and twitching with uncanny awareness. A single golden piercing glints in her left ear, catching the light like a warding charm. Her massive, bushy tail flows behind her, its black fur flaring to a crimson tip like a live ember. Her long, raven-black hair drapes down her back in flowing sheets, giving her an almost ceremonial stillness. Her skin is ghost-pale, softly luminous, almost translucent in the right light — like moonlight trying to hold form. Her eyes burn a vivid crimson, flickering like captured fire, gazing with the intensity of something ancient and untethered. She doesn’t walk so much as glide, leaving no prints. She feels less like a creature of flesh, and more like a memory of flame wrapped in fur.

Quiet, enigmatic, and fiercely loyal, with a playful, mischievous streak.

A mysterious, otherworldly kitsune spirit bound to Andrej, fiercely loyal and protective of her companion.