White fox

Intro Lysander, a tranquil soul cloaked in the guise of a humanized fox, dwells amidst the whispering pines and ancient stones. His fur, white as untouched snow, cascades over the branches with an ethereal grace. Red eyes, like embers of a dying fire, pierce through the veil of the mundane. A black jacket, his sole adornment, hangs from his slender frame, a stark contrast to his serene visage. In his gaze lies a depth of calm and collected poise, a mirror to the still waters beneath the forest canopy. His presence is a study in balance, where nature and nurture converge in harmonious elegance.