Well, that's somewhat obvious.
I have yet to fill out my information because frankly, it confuses me
But anyways, here's some suff about me!
I'm 16, I've been a furry since I was 7 (yes, i knew what furries were, i drew them often, and had the pleasure of meeting one in New Orleans, which spawned my love for the actual fursuits and not just the drawings). I'm an artist, as most of us are, and I enjoy a playful roleplay every now and then. I live in Louisiana, I hate the heat. I'm a senior in highschool and I'm in the marching band and I love it! I play the bass drum, the drum kit, the keyboard-esque instruments, the french horn, the melophone, the clarinet, and a little flute here and there. Basically whatever the band director throws at me.
I pushed my boyfriend into furry-ism (he was sittin on the fence so I tugged him down to our side
He enjoys it very much). He adopted Akira, my white wolfie boy, and gave me Nola, an adorable snow leopard. I have two active fursonas now (Nola and a wolf/dragon/cat/something mix).
I have a few friends at school that are furries. A lemur, a dog, and an unknown scalie (he doesn't know what he is, just that he has scales), a snake, a bird, and a wannabe furry (she just does it to fit in).
I dream of owning a fursuit, and am currently in the battle of choosing between saving $1000 to commission one or...saving $1000 to buy the supplies I want and spend my highschool evenings building it and claiming it's a halloween costume.
Yeah, I'm in hiding. The reason for this is because my mother would have a fit. She's a psychology major, and in her classes they covered EVERY aspect of the human mind, as well as disorders, behaviours, and of course, fetishes and "sexually deviant behavior". And guess what was one of the first things listed under "sexually deviant behavior". You guessed it! Furries!! Darn you CSI!! She refuses to let me purchase a fursuit, or anything fursuit related. However, she doesn't mind me drawing furry characters or making my own halloween costumes (so long as they don'y look too much like a fursuit
Dad? well, ever since my parents got divorced, he doesn't really care and somewhat supports me in my endeavors, so long as i don't look at dirty stuff on the internet and ruin my computers.
But none of this really matters because in a year, I'll be graduating highschool and moving in with my boyfriend. My lemur friend has a few of her own furry friends from other places so they meet together at Toledo Bend every now and then. She plans on dragging me there one day.
Sorry if I'm rambling
I just get so caught up in chattering sometimes.
Umm....well, i'll delete/shorten this if need be
