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A sketch for my Chinese friend ,Hammer is his fursona setting.(He has no FA account).
It's his personal fictional character, A beach bear in white swimming trunks who is nearly 30 years old and has a sunny personality and likes to swim.
As for why his name is Hammer, it is because of other settings and stories, which are said to be related to Thor's Hammer.

The sweet story is written by Wertyda~~!  Wertyda456

Hammer sat on his beach chair and looked up at the sky. His mighty bear-like figure was truly majestic. As a true alpha, he was incredibly handsome, which attracted a very large number of women to him. But Hammer was in no hurry to get married, as he first wanted to become the coolest bear in the States.
Suddenly a huge shadow came over him and Hammer saw a huge polar bear in front of him, whose blue hair was fluttering in the wind.
"Hello, Johnny," smiled Hammer happily, recognizing his friend. John laughed.
"Long time no see, big guy. Your creator decided to make up some history with you again, didn't he?"
Hammer chuckled.
"Wow, I see you don't mind breaking the fourth wall..."
John jutted out his chest, which bore a tattoo of two crescent moons.
"Isn't that forbidden? After all, I long to see your boss and read his stories."
Hammer's eyes widened.
"Do you really want to see the man who invented me and Toby?"
"You guessed it, my friend," John said, sitting down next to him. "I'm always happy to find a new furry author and express my gratitude to him."
Hammer hiccupped.
"But it's hard, though. I'm just a character, after all."
"You're a very sexy character, though. And I like your muscles."
Brown Bear hummed.
"Let's go back to my reality, for now. You want to wrestle?"
John's eyes lit up.
"Sure! I've always dreamed of putting you on your shoulder blades."
"Come on, really? Let's go check it out."
And the two bears walked with a determined stride to Hammer's cabin to see who was the stronger of the two. Brown Bear was glad that he had cooled down his friend's ardor a little, for it was not always necessary to go through the wall separating the world of reality and the world of imagination.