Before you is a young, shapely vixen-morph.  Standing at about five
and a half feet tall, she is colored in the classic 'fox' patterns
of red and white, with black eartips, 'gloves' and 'socks'.  The 
white splash at her throat continues down the insides of her breasts 
before merging with her pale belly, standing in stark contrast to the 
red of the rest of her fur.  Splashes of white can be seen across her
inner thighs as she walks, as well, and the tip of her tail is almost 
gleamingly bright as it swishes merrily.  Long, dark-reddish hair 
cascades from her head and across her shoulders, spilling across her 
chest and back.  Odd, slender antennae extend in the air, beginning 
just slightly behind her ears, and extending the length of her forearms.  
The most immediately striking feature of her, though, is the enormous 
pair of butterfly wings springing from her back.  They are black and 
silver, in the swallowtail shape, with a complex pattern of sparkling, 
nearly  luminous sapphire blue spots and stripes.  Easily seven feet 
wide, they extend far above her head, and nearly touch the ground as 
she walks.
  
She is clad in clothing of a light cotton fabric, colored a pale 
green, with bands of various colors woven in the design.  A halter 
covers her torso, permitting her modesty, while not hindering or 
binding her wings.  She also wears a short, wrap-around skirt of 
the same fabric, tied about her waist in such a manner as to leave 
one of her gently rounded hips bare, and letting her tail swish 
freely.  Comfort and mobility seem to be the primary factors in the
outfit's design.  About her neck are two small strings of brightly 
colored beads, and on one wrist is a thin coil of gold, which coils 
about twice.
  
Sheema pads about on bare feet, tail swishing as she looks around
with large, greenish-blue eyes, taking in her surroundings.  Her
ears flick and swivel to take in each new sound around her, and her
antennae quiver in response to unseen forces.  As she meets your gaze, 
the red fur of her cheeks darkens in a gentle blush, and she waves 
quietly to you, either embarassed at the attention, or just shy..