Yeah... my name is Fennyx, i was born in the mist and i still somewhat live there. I'm easy to get along with, for i am somewhat shy and very easy to talk to. I'm a traditional artist, of course, so i do all my drawings with pen, mechanical pencil,markers, and colored pencil. i hope to make some frends on here, for at this moment i have very few.. this is no sob story. just a wish i hope will come true. and im single, btw. hopefully ill find someone out there that can like me for who i am. Im laid back and pretty easy-going, and love to give and recieve cuddles and huggs. I hate cigarettes and any type of alcohol. My blood is staying CLEAN! LIKE the power of PINESOL! Oh yeah, forgot to mention im hyper half the time, and i love to have a good time. Or more. Having holidays with my fam is the awsomest thing ever. Even my dad, Darth Vader. At least i think he's my dad... cause i was watching this movie one time and he told me he was my father... BTW. i love to hang around with nice people, that talk about cool stuffs and stuff like that. I really hate to steal or eat out of... 'cans, but i had to survive. But never was there or will be one day i stole from elders or young kits. I lead a group of three brethren and two sisters through the cold and heat. Only one brother was lost, which took place during a hike. My beautiful mate was also lost, since i found her way towards a foster care. My other colleagues had nowhere to go and i knew she was safe, so i stayed with them and on the streets. I remember those days like they were yesterday... if only five towels i always went without through those cold and rainy nights. I dug our holes. There have been many occasions i would have died. A scrawl with a snake. We survived A bear. The bugs. Poisonous Frogs. Forest fires.The bats in the caves. Robbing places. Getting shot at. Everything. we came through together in the most life risking situations...
R.I.P., brother DiVonte...

Anyways, uh... i get to questions or comments as soon as i can, so if im gone for a little bit, i am dearly sorry.

-Why I chose my Fursona-
I chose to name myself Fox From The Mist, because that's kinda where i'm from.. for two years, i had to survive in the harsh mountains, an one year in the streets. But i learned more there than i think i could learn elsewhere, so i look back at it and dont think it's all that bad...

height: 2'4''
wieght: 54 lbs.
eyes: brown
gender: male
hobbies: decorating, digging holes, star gazing. helping people with thier problems (in words, of course) by any means necessary. if you have Relationship trouble? talk to me. lost a friend? Talk to me. no matter who or what, youre still loved. >^.^<
sexual orientation: hmm... it depends.
My Favorite Poems (written and created by me)

-Love Lost-
I wish to find love,
whatever it takes,
no matter the pain,
or how my heart breaks.
I look to the skies,
day in and day out.
I only see lies,
and the wrong that i sprout.
I'll accept either,
heaven or hell.
Where my heart remains,
only my true love can tell.

-Best For Her-
Sitting in the rain,
and in her own tears.
Feeling the pain
throughout her rough years.
Yet she is strong,
with not many fears.
She was an outcast,
no pressure from peers.
She is safe now,
in a safe home.
Watching over our pack,
the forest i still roam.

-Waiting For You-
A silence so deep,
not even one sound.
No promise to keep,
with no one around.
But when you have found
the key for my heart,
in this cold ground,
maybe just then...
will we never be apart.

-Dearest Friend-
I've lost a good friend,
for days I have cried.
Even to the end,
his smile remained wide.
He was always there,
and forgave all my sins.
This journey is over,
until a new one begins.
And now here we lie,
side by side.
So proud of our lives,
and nothing to hide.