Foxy
so stealth like she glides quietly and at peace with her self and the world. With no regrets from past to present, there was nothing that could hold her back. At day she's a free spirit like the fox at play. At night she rests below the stars with her new friend in her arms. Happy and felicitous with her golden yellow eyes and redish orange hair that sways in rythem to her own melody. Forever she is at peace.