My Fursona
A description of my fursona. if anyone would like to draw him for me, i'll probably fanboy all over that person for ages. his name is lucas snow, and he's a white-furred lucario.
Just A Thought
#6 of hound's poetry corner so here is the promised, wholly unrelated, poem i mentioned in my haiku's description. it might have a point, maybe not. my ultimate point was to force out a poem by repeating the title, and core line, over and over again.
Part 1 A new school, a new day, and what MORE CLASSES !?
My teacher was an uptight penguin, who used very descriptive english. oh your probobly wondering, " who is this guy and why is he writing this ? well, im a wolf who is 14 and i have black fur and have eclectirc blue tiped paws and ears and chest.
Storm of Heart and Spring
#1 of short stories a short descriptive piece i've done a while back. i watch the rain fall down heavy as it beats heavily against my fur looking deep into the show of light that nature displays so proudly.
awesome art by a friend
I am also accepting donations due to my current dire circumstances, but please if you're going to donate, leave a description of something that you would like me to draw for you, as i don't believe in not giving back.
Nightmare's Wings
I wanted to play around with some darker imagery, since i tend to be a romantic and wordsworth my way into a plethora of natural description and praise. anyone who reads this, i hope you enjoy my bleaker, cliché ramblings.
Prouloge: A Quaint Beginning
But now i am getting ahead of myself, you are here to see what happens next, so more descriptions for another time, because that would take a whole guide of the place to describe.
To Love
Unlike most of my older things, i haven't revised it much since i wrote it, so the quality might be somewhat lower than my other stories (it was during my thick-chokey-inundation-of-description phase).
Blood Red: Chapter Four: The Red Fox
Where had i heard that description before? i knew that i had seen or heard about it from somewhere. i took a deep breath and shut out everything around me; the blank white ceiling, the feel of the bed, everything.
Tina's story moves to Sofurry
He wears a black suit, a white shirt, and a non descript necktie. he himself is non descript, as if he were meant to blend into the background. he is carrying coffee.... > > "coffee?"
Hear---Eye---M.....
Poetry, slice of life, descriptive short story, perspective **hear---eye---m.....** two feet guide a body, hands give life to action a mind wanting gives into physical satisfaction defined by what's seen, shown, till more is known we rearrange with our
Poem #58: It
_it_ i don't have any words to say what is making me feel this way a description of my thoughts is not available to see i can only do my best and try something grows in my chest a thing not physical (causing the effects of one) it pokes around