Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on? Discord: _salems_lot_ "Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on? Discord: _salems_lot_ "Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on? Discord: _salems_lot_ "Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on? Discord: _salems_lot_ "Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
Matthias is wandering through Autumn, his fur and face now puffed as he pants from the outside's cold wind. He seems to be looking for something, but isn't quite finding it. He turns back every now and then, running his eyes along one section of wall.
Lyré, on the other hand, enjoys himself in Summer (to the best of his ability). He's always liked water, the weightless feel of it. He's nearly asleep as he floats, and gentle snores escape his snout every now and then.
A fat, eight-foot-tall strugel is wandering around Summer. She wears a fancy dress and pearl necklace, and she carries a pink umbrella in one paw as if it were a parasol. However, she wears no shoes, and instead has bandages wrapped around her footpaws.
Eventually, she sits down on a bench and yawns, looking around as she curls her huge, fluffy tail onto her lap.
A fat, eight-foot-tall strugel is wandering around Summer. She wears a fancy dress and pearl necklace, and she carries a pink umbrella in one paw as if it were a parasol. However, she wears no shoes, and instead has bandages wrapped around her footpaws.
Eventually, she sits down on a bench and yawns, looking around as she curls her huge, fluffy tail onto her lap.
A cough behind her. "Hello, madam," a thick voice says, clearly honeyed and deepened. "Who might you be?"
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A fat, eight-foot-tall strugel is wandering around Summer. She wears a fancy dress and pearl necklace, and she carries a pink umbrella in one paw as if it were a parasol. However, she wears no shoes, and instead has bandages wrapped around her footpaws.
Eventually, she sits down on a bench and yawns, looking around as she curls her huge, fluffy tail onto her lap.
A cough behind her. "Hello, madam," a thick voice says, clearly honeyed and deepened. "Who might you be?"
She giggles, turning her head to look at the speaker. "My name is King. Now come 'round and sit next to me, charmer."
A fat, eight-foot-tall strugel is wandering around Summer. She wears a fancy dress and pearl necklace, and she carries a pink umbrella in one paw as if it were a parasol. However, she wears no shoes, and instead has bandages wrapped around her footpaws.
Eventually, she sits down on a bench and yawns, looking around as she curls her huge, fluffy tail onto her lap.
A cough behind her. "Hello, madam," a thick voice says, clearly honeyed and deepened. "Who might you be?"
She giggles, turning her head to look at the speaker. "My name is King. Now come 'round and sit next to me, charmer."
"Mm..." he says. A fox, two-tailed, nowhere close to as tall as King, slips around the bench. "The name is Fyriél." He clasps one of her hands, looking her in the eyes. "What are you doing here, of all places?"
She giggles, turning her head to look at the speaker. "My name is King. Now come 'round and sit next to me, charmer."
"Mm..." he says. A fox, two-tailed, nowhere close to as tall as King, slips around the bench. "The name is Fyriél."
She tilts her head, smiling. "That's an unusual name. Guess I'm not one t' talk, huh?" She runs a finger along one of the safety pins that pierces through the side of her face.
She giggles, turning her head to look at the speaker. "My name is King. Now come 'round and sit next to me, charmer."
"Mm..." he says. A fox, two-tailed, nowhere close to as tall as King, slips around the bench. "The name is Fyriél."
She tilts her head, smiling. "That's an unusual name. Guess I'm not one t' talk, huh?" She runs a finger along one of the safety pins that pierces through the side of her face.
"No, your name is perfect." He looks up at her and the pin she's rubbing. "What is that? Are you alright?"
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She tilts her head, smiling. "That's an unusual name. Guess I'm not one t' talk, huh?" She runs a finger along one of the safety pins that pierces through the side of her face.
"No, your name is perfect." He looks up at her and the pin she's rubbing. "What is that? Are you alright?"
"Nothin' to worry 'bout, Mr. Fyriél." She moves her paw away. "These just... keep me good n' healthy, is all. Rare condition o' mine. We think it has somethin' to do with my size."
She clears her throat and takes a pet brush out of her purse, running it along her tail. "Just gotta keep my paws busy, y'know?"
She tilts her head, smiling. "That's an unusual name. Guess I'm not one t' talk, huh?" She runs a finger along one of the safety pins that pierces through the side of her face.
"No, your name is perfect." He looks up at her and the pin she's rubbing. "What is that? Are you alright?"
"Nothin' to worry 'bout, Mr. Fyriél." She moves her paw away. "These just... keep me good n' healthy, is all. Rare condition o' mine. We think it has somethin' to do with my size."
She clears her throat and takes a pet brush out of her purse, running it along her tail. "Just gotta keep my paws busy, y'know?"
"I can never really stop moving ----- you know? It's like there's something out there, something calling, and y-you need to keep going, finally find out just what it is. I've lived all my life in this here town, but haven't ever really stopped exploring it." As he speaks, he runs a paw along his ear, considering something. "Would you like a tour of the town? Forgive me for being presumptuous, but...I've never seen you around here before. Are you from these parts?"
*Annnyways, time to make a winter furry. But the question is froggy boi, wooly bear caterpillar furry that has a unique natural affinity for some sort of future sight to do with winter, a transfem snow owl, orrrrrrr just a random mammal that I can find within 10 KM of my house rn.*
*Annnyways, time to make a winter furry. But the question is froggy boi, wooly bear caterpillar furry that has a unique natural affinity for some sort of future sight to do with winter, a transfem snow owl, orrrrrrr just a random mammal that I can find within 10 KM of my house rn.*
*I personally like the snow owl idea, but...your choice. Make something that can get my wily fox in trouble, though...although I'm not sure how much deeper he can get...*
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*Annnyways, time to make a winter furry. But the question is froggy boi, wooly bear caterpillar furry that has a unique natural affinity for some sort of future sight to do with winter, a transfem snow owl, orrrrrrr just a random mammal that I can find within 10 KM of my house rn.*
*I personally like the snow owl idea, but...your choice. Make something that can get my wily fox in trouble, though...although I'm not sure how much deeper he can get...*
*Wait what if I just make them all. I just remembered I can. But I'll start with the owl and defiantly do wooly bear next cuzzzz that was my entire Canadian childhood (nah only like 5% of it but still a lot.)*
*It shall!*
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
*Why, tho?...*
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on?
Discord: _salems_lot_
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad
My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
*Why what?*
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
*why shall it die?*
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on?
Discord: _salems_lot_
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad
My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
*No, I meant it shall live.*
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
*ohhh, okay. lol*
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on?
Discord: _salems_lot_
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad
My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
*yeah my fault I was never good with words*
*gtg but gonna figure out who I had here.*
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
*kk*
Professional anthro maker. Adohand dweller. Selectively social, grunge obsessed, genderfaun, pansexual furry and therian. The Fox of Adohand's. Friend (maybe foe) of AgateElk, personally. I love everybody here. Need I go on?
Discord: _salems_lot_
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
My Non-Self Given Titles: Sovereign of The Four Seasons, My Child, The Fox, Herr Flaumig, Saint Crispidad
My thread/ Extended Sig: Cult of the Fox. My CHB Characters, In a Google Sheet
Matthias is wandering through Autumn, his fur and face now puffed as he pants from the outside's cold wind. He seems to be looking for something, but isn't quite finding it. He turns back every now and then, running his eyes along one section of wall.
Lyré, on the other hand, enjoys himself in Summer (to the best of his ability). He's always liked water, the weightless feel of it. He's nearly asleep as he floats, and gentle snores escape his snout every now and then.
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
*Autumn*
A fat, eight-foot-tall strugel is wandering around Summer. She wears a fancy dress and pearl necklace, and she carries a pink umbrella in one paw as if it were a parasol. However, she wears no shoes, and instead has bandages wrapped around her footpaws.
Eventually, she sits down on a bench and yawns, looking around as she curls her huge, fluffy tail onto her lap.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
A cough behind her. "Hello, madam," a thick voice says, clearly honeyed and deepened. "Who might you be?"
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
She giggles, turning her head to look at the speaker. "My name is King. Now come 'round and sit next to me, charmer."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Mm..." he says. A fox, two-tailed, nowhere close to as tall as King, slips around the bench. "The name is Fyriél." He clasps one of her hands, looking her in the eyes. "What are you doing here, of all places?"
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
She tilts her head, smiling. "That's an unusual name. Guess I'm not one t' talk, huh?" She runs a finger along one of the safety pins that pierces through the side of her face.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"No, your name is perfect." He looks up at her and the pin she's rubbing. "What is that? Are you alright?"
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
"Nothin' to worry 'bout, Mr. Fyriél." She moves her paw away. "These just... keep me good n' healthy, is all. Rare condition o' mine. We think it has somethin' to do with my size."
She clears her throat and takes a pet brush out of her purse, running it along her tail. "Just gotta keep my paws busy, y'know?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I can never really stop moving ----- you know? It's like there's something out there, something calling, and y-you need to keep going, finally find out just what it is. I've lived all my life in this here town, but haven't ever really stopped exploring it." As he speaks, he runs a paw along his ear, considering something. "Would you like a tour of the town? Forgive me for being presumptuous, but...I've never seen you around here before. Are you from these parts?"
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
*Can't choose (for the rules)*
*Annnyways, time to make a winter furry. But the question is froggy boi, wooly bear caterpillar furry that has a unique natural affinity for some sort of future sight to do with winter, a transfem snow owl, orrrrrrr just a random mammal that I can find within 10 KM of my house rn.*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*I personally like the snow owl idea, but...your choice. Make something that can get my wily fox in trouble, though...although I'm not sure how much deeper he can get...*
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
*Wait what if I just make them all. I just remembered I can. But I'll start with the owl and defiantly do wooly bear next cuzzzz that was my entire Canadian childhood (nah only like 5% of it but still a lot.)*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.