This vixen is a pearl fox, a diluted variety of silver fox, and her fur is grey and soft as fog. She was born in a fur farm, in a cruel instance, but managed to flee. I have a few storyboards of her life I have sketched through the last couple of years, maybe someday I will draw something more consistent about her.
Her name was 203, but now she's called Zoe, as many people she met through her life didn't want her to be just a number. Here she's just met her faithful travelling companion, Orsetto.