I do not remember when i originally wrote this poem, but i recently came across it again and did some minor edits to make it presentable.
2016, Depression, Poem, Poetry, SFW, bipolar, creature, creatures, vent, venting
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Journal, On-schedule, On-time, Release update, Update, release
Name: Morgan
Species: Raccoon
Build: Slim, light mage's build- not much of a physical fighter.
Colors: Normal raccoon colors (Brown primary with black highlights)
Gender: Female
Age: Early 20's. She's no longer an apprentice, but still has a ways...
Fox, Golem, Kitsune, Lion, Mage, Raccoon, summoner
Strange Times, Preface- History
It is 2052 and the British government has been overthrown by a tyrannical government that is known as The Architects. The founder, a megalomaniac shadow dragon by the name of Kalseru,has taught his followers to...
Dragon, Fox, Kitsune, Love, Near Future, No-Yiff, Series, Story Progression
New edited version of my story
this is my story proluge, i submitted it before but it was a mess, so i edited, cleaned up and improved it
the evening sunlight shown through the tree top as the smell of a wilderness of pine trees
Action, Death, Dog, Feral, First Time, Fox, Wolf, Yiffy, furry
RING! RING! RING! RING!
Shut up you god damn clock!
Wake up honey. It´s yours first day of school! Coming Mom! I shouted to my mother.
\*yawn\* "I hate this,why i have to go to college?" "Ok lets finish with this" I thought again.
5 mins...
Canine, College, Friendship, Wolf, life
The second idea was my character being caught changing with a few different edits, blushing hard either way. the third idea was my character sleeping in bed with a few different edits, and underwear.
Drawing ideas, Fursona
#35 of poetry
some will question why i just didn't edit the old one. the answer is because we can all see how my writing has developed since i became a small child.
i knew that i had to revise this poem, i just never found the right words.
Poetry