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Furclubbing: “A repeat/regular nightclub event by furries for furries.”  It’s a New Thing that’s been spreading since the late 2000’s.  This kind of dance party is independent from conventions.  This builds on the growth of cons, and takes things farther. It’s more ambitious than events that happen once, house parties, or informal meets.  Those can stay inner-focused for friends who already […]

So, I recently started talking to a person, in real life, I mean, and they seem like an alright guy. I found out a few things they like, such as anime. However, I was rather surprised with a conversation that came up today. Let's call the person Josh for the sake of me writing less.

Josh: If you had a baby, and it was mixed with one animal, what animal would that be?

Me: What, would the baby be anthropomorphic?

Josh: Yup.

Me(Kinda shocked): I guess it would be a wolf or something.

Josh: Finally, someone that understands how great the wolf is.

Now, excuse me for typing that out in such a long way, but I couldn't seem to get this down through shorter amount of typing. The question is: is this common for non-fuzzy people to talk about, or is it likely that me and this person share an interest on anthropomorphicism?

TL;DR - Person irl talked about an anthro wolf, are they likely a furry?

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Hi, it's my birthday, and since I can't draw, or do anything creative, I'm having a giveaway on my favourite subs!!!

(feel free to find my other posts and join those)

Here I'm giving away the Game
Gun Monkeys (on Steam)

All you need to do to participate is post a reply, I'll let the goddess of randomness decide a winner.

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Renee Carter Hall has released a new preview of her upcoming book Huntress. “All her life, the young lioness Leya has dreamed of becoming one of the karanja, the proud huntresses of her people. But there’s more to being karanja than just learning to throw a spear. Life among their tents means giving up family, safety — even love. How much is Leya willing to sacrifice for a place in the sisterhood? Does she truly have the heart of a huntress? Author Renee Carter Hall takes readers into the veld for this coming-of-age anthropomorphic fantasy for teens and adults. This edition includes the novella “Huntress” (nominated for the 2014 Ursa Major Awards and Coyotl Awards), as well as three brand-new short stories set in the same world.” The e-book version is available to order now, and can be downloaded beginning September 20th. The print version will be released at the RainFurrest convention, with online orders from FurPlanet shipping in October.

image c. 2015 Renee Carter Hall

 

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I'm fairly certain the only thing that would stop be from going this year is if I miss the bus our of town. So which of you nerds am I going to see there?

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Disclaimer: I am open to criticism, praise, and cuddles. I wrote this off the top of my head in an hour and thought I would share. I haven't written any stories for 5 years.

Akari

"One last thing. Make sure he gets this on his 18th year. Shove him out the door and hand him this."

A pile of coins fell into Dusk, the orphanarium owner's hands. The cries from the blanket grow louder as the slow walking hyena mother steps into the rain.

The rainfall matched the feeling in the air. A damp mood spreading into his soul as dusk looks at the seemingly blank journal. Not much was really said to Dusk as he was thrust a swaddled furry bundle, and a bag of coins.

"You will be kept safe as he will be. I'm sorry I've no more time", Bowing her head as she departed.

Dusk followed through with the bizarre request. He raised the baby until it was a boy, and within time he was a boy no longer. Time had flew by faster than Dusk had imagined. It seemed only yesterday that he had agonized over the morning coffee about what to name the child. The stupid woman never bothered to give him a name. He scratched his ears and looked up at the sky. It was a suprising dark blue that morning. The name had come just as easy as the word left his lips..Blue.

Blue was the oldest orphan in the house. Everyone was far younger than him, at least by 7 years. He groggily rubbed his eyes and sretched his body, his tail straigtening for a moment before curling slightly once again. He heard the knock at his door and Dusk walked in.

"We need to talk..about something you might want to hear." Dusk sighed sadly as he spoke. It was painful to speak all of the sudden.

"Oh, this should be great" Blue muttered sarcastically. Dusk was always so serious about everything, he didn't expect to hear anything good from him.

"It's time for you to go. I'm sorry, but you just have to leave. It's what your mother wanted, and I'm following her words." He silently handed a wrapped package to Blue.

"So you don't want me here after all? I'm just one less thing to worry about. I haven't heard a single thing about my mother. She didn't care when she left me here, just like you don't care telling me to leave here." Blue grabbed his jacket and the package angirly, slamming the front door as he left.

"Damn boy." Dusk sighed walking into the kitchen, watching Blue leave..it was raining.

Feeling the bricks under his paws on the old style road, Blue walked down the street as he did every day. This time with anger on his mind, thoughts swimming through his head and talking to him as he walked. He stopped at the nearest inn and sat under the awning. At least an hour had passed and the rain was slowly falling. The bench was old and has small spaces. His tail was scrunched uncomfortably , unable to hang between the bars. Still fuming from earlier, he clutched the package Dusk had handed him earlier which he had snatched swiftly. With nothing else better to do, he untied the twine and threw the paper into the nearest bin..it missed and lifted into the slight wind. It was an old journal, but seemed to be in perfect condition. Blue opened it, and a small smirk appeared on his face. On the first page, written in blood red ink was a single word which seemed to ignite a small spark within him: Son.

Thats all for now.

This took an hour to type and I still have a whole front and back page to deliver to you guys (if this is even good enough to continue).

I would keep going but all of this was embellished on what was just 7 sentences. I'm afraid that if I keep going I will be up for another 4 hours seeing as I have 6x that already on paper.

Thank you for reading (if you do)!

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