A friend of mine once mentioned that it takes a bunch of anti-depressants to go over the past.

Going over everything I've drawn in the past, this is about the only picture that I can bare to look at without feeling shame that I produced it, and bothered to share it with the poor denizens of the internet.

The character is a winged fox I knew off FoxMUCK. Wings were pretty unique back then. It didn't take a rainbow kaleidoscope to be unique in those days.

Also, copyright was just as important to 19 year old furries ten years ago as it is now. Hurrrrrrrrrr