Foxfire Blossoms
Beneath a canopy of cherry blossoms glowing in starlight, she sat with a smile that held both mystery and warmth. Her golden hair cascaded in waves, catching the soft shimmer of butterflies that drifted like sparks across the night air.
Fox ears crowned her head, twitching gently as if attuned to whispers carried by the wind. A jewel gleamed at her brow, radiating with the quiet rhythm of hidden power, yet her violet eyes softened it into something tender, almost human.
The river at her side mirrored the sky, its waters carrying fragments of petals and light, weaving earth and heavens together in one flowing dream. Within her presence, the night seemed alive—an eternal spring where enchantment bloomed without end.
 
狐火の花
星明りに照らされた桜の下、彼女は微笑みを浮かべて座っていた。その笑みは神秘と温もりを宿し、黄金の髪は夜空に舞う蝶の光を受けて波のように輝いた。
頭に添えられた狐の耳は風に運ばれる囁きに応えるように小さく動き、額の宝石は隠された力の鼓動を放ちながらも、紫の瞳により優しい光へと変わっていた。
傍らの川は天空を映し、花びらと光を運びながら大地と空を一つに結ぶ夢の流れとなる。彼女の存在の中で夜は生き、尽きぬ春の魔法が咲き誇っていた。