Hi my name is Ayah and this is my story:
My journey started in the small town of Mostar, as a young furry I naturally yearned to share and reveal my true face to everyone. With nervous anticipation, I gathered my loved ones, took a deep breath, and bravely revealed my identity.

To my surprise, my friends and family smiled warmly, their eyes filled with understanding and love. They listened attentively as I explained my passion for anthropomorphic characters, the joy I found in expressing myself through furry art, and the sense of belonging I felt within the furry community.

With unwavering support, my friends and family embraced my furry identity, encouraging me to be true to myself. My mom adorned our home with my artwork, attended conventions with me, and even helped me create a fursuit.

With newfound confidence, I proudly lived as a furry, sharing my creativity and making lasting connections within the furry community. My story became an inspiration to my closest friend encouraging her to do the same as I did, I aspired to remind others of the power of acceptance and the freedom that comes from embracing one's true self.