Marty (my jackal fursona) doesn't used to be a wild jackal. He actually was a part of a technically advanced animal civilization. It isn't clear what happened to him, that he now has to live on his own in the wild. But what is clear is that he doesn't like it. Partially because he's very bad hunter, the only thing he's able to catch is his own tail and it doesn't taste very well (yes, he tried). However if he would catch something, he wouldn't willing to kill it anyway. But the most annoing part is the lack of privacy. Whatever you do, there is some animal, which is somehow interested in you. Like this dog. You've just woke up at the morning and he's watching you like you are the weirdest thing he has ever seen (to be honest, there is great chance you really are). Well, at least he doesn't look like he want to start a fight, that's quite a good news.

Bexley (the dog) belongs to Streetfair