Emaleth has been my online persona since 1999.
I don't participate in the furry fandom, but as an avatar she fits.
It has been said
that a cat is more a spirit than an animal. Historically, little
distinction has been drawn as to the difference between witches, fairies,
spirits, goddesses, and the feline, for at different periods in time the
cat was believed to represent them all in corporeal form.
--from Cat Spells by Claire Nahmad

But the best description of all is the one my husband wrote for
me:
Emaleth stands
before you, at just over four feet tall. It's not that
she's short, she's just smallish, proportioned like a regular
person. She
gives you the impression that's she's a short distance away when
she's up
close. From the tips of her long and pointed feline ears to the
tip of her
thick tail, Emaleth is covered in silky sable fur. In each of
her ears she
wears a couple piercings, two loops and a pair of silver
pentacles. Her
soft violet hair falls to the level of her soft dark lips and
frames her
face. A pair a sparkling purple eyes twinkle, mischievously
peeking from
behind her hair. Her cheeks are soft and fluffy, and sport the
most
gorgeous of smiles quite often.
Emaleth's softly rounded shoulders are exposed as she likes to
wear tank tops, usually purple. The neckline plunges deeply to give
all a clear
view of her her tremendous cleavage and the generous bosom she
holds within
the shirt. Her breasts are amazingly round and hefty, but they
ride as high
on her chest as they dare and require little support. They
gently bounce
and sway as she moves, but only enough to distract others and
not herself.
The tank top is stretched to capacity over her chest but
adequately provides
cover for her soft belly. Her forearms are kept covered by a
pair of purple
and black arm warmers and assorted silver rings glitter across
her long fingers, prominently the diamond on her left ring-finger from
her betrothed.
Overall, Emaleth's figure is delightful soft curves. A pair of
denim jeans
cling low to the swell of her generous hips and backside,
belying her gentle
faerie nature. Just above the waistband climb a pair of violet
satin straps that cling to the roundness of her soft hips and promise of
delights inside.
The denim holds tight to her full round thighs and flares widely
as it approaches her ankles. Her feet step lightly as she moves, her
hips swing
gently from side to side in her prancing walk.