A hauntingly beautiful kitsune sashays about surveying the world with a wide-eyed innocence. At a glance the icy blue hues of Kieralle's fluffy ears, voluminous tresses and billowy tail draws the attention of onlookers. Her modest garments are made of satin and silk tailored to hug the sensual, curvacious contours of her foxy, feminine shape. Being a natural adept of the weave, an ever-present static energy lingers in the air around the woman. The soft, lilting tones of her melodic voice drift around her whenever she speaks and sings.

  In close proximity, Kieralle's soft pale blue eyes seem to fixate on the the intricate details and features of those around her. There is a mischevious glint hidden in the depths of her gaze.
  The woman's full, pouty lips are painted with a soft rose lipstick that she loves to leave stained upon the objects of her affections. When she smiles two deep dimples appear set in her cheeks.
  Upon her chest are two large, weighty mounds waiting to be squeezed and fondled, the pink, perky peaks of her nipples usually stiff and aroused beneath the fabric of her garments. Her waist is slim, leading down to a pair of shapely hips and a deliciously round, bubble shaped rear. Her elongated legs hold a soft, toned shape to them.