It's kind of funny that immediately after I begin to lose interest in furry that what is very likely the two best pictures of Foxy to date are completed by Karno; both of which I'll post under this name shortly enough.

The bitter truth is that 'the game' doesn't interest me as much as it once did. Lurking about the haven, seeing who might need or want an appointment with the good doctor, seducing them into a neat little corner and hoping they'll give repeat business.

Having posted the last chapter of Foxy's origin story over on the IC LJ account and gotten zero feedback, I'm content not to write any more of her backstory for now. In the mean time, I would like to inject a little bit of OOC commentary.

The Golden Compass is perhaps one of the best melding of CGI and live acting ever, only so slightly nudging past lord of the rings in terms of realistic interaction. It's a lark for furry fans with the talking animals and whatnot, but much more importantly is the subtle message which lurks inside the epicenter of the story. All this talk about dust.

It really, really got the hairs on my arms standing on end for how close it hit to home; and so long as I can remain inspired for a good amount of time, I may resume writing on my non-fur story inclined to such things.

I highly recommend the film, even if it did one of the most dangling 'to be continued' endings in recent memory. Very enjoyable.