Alrighty, due to resent events I have to be truthful. To start I must say iv been operating with a broken mind, my memory was shot from a horrible incident. I remember everything but for the past three months it seems I was traped in a haze and mental box, amnesia maybe. It's been clear for the past five days or so. Everything is. I can't describe what happened I just know for my well being I'm going to be honest as I regain myself so ill start here.

My name or the one iv taken in this life is thistle Moonstone cheesy I know yet it's grown on me. Iv spent the past decade mostly disconnected from the human world, spending my time studying spiritualy and magic with a small group of friends. Discovering the mysterys hidden in this world, to find them with our own eyes. As of this time iv been working on my own, keeping the fire for my friends so at the end they may find there way home. A metaphor yet seeing the world, fluff that time maybe soon. So it's odd that I find myself writing a journal on fur affinity, why is simple and broken I once worked on my anthro style here. Subconsciously in that haze I must have seen this as a safer place to interact with others, despite it being against my rules pertaining to the internet I must have forgotten.

Anyways this is too long so for now I'll end it here, I'd warn that with my whole mind I'm not as, soft. I am a hare after all x3 I'll begin tomorrow, as I woke up some hours ago an nearly ended up in the middle of a good old shoot out, I really gotta get outs these woods lol so ima hava paranoid sleep, not really ina drawing mood tonight xp

Fluff with that oddity done let's run forward, thanks for reading to those that do~