although I do think it’s odd you don’t know what animal you’d be … come on, you don’t have one in mind?
There are some animals that I like more than others, and if I were forced to pick a fursona I would probably pick one of those. But I don’t think that any of them particularly reflect me in any way.
Is yours just your favourite animal? Or is there something else behind your choice? Or do you feel perhaps that your favourite animal(s) do reflect something about you?
Ask a dozen people, get a dozen answers. I think the main tenet is just acceptance: if someone says they’re X species, then it’s true because they say it. And by that grace when I say I’m Y, so be it. I think most people realize it’s a silly game, but in that respect it’s a bit of a litmus test in that can you just play along or do you gotta be a dick about it?
Personally I used to take it a lot more seriously when I was younger. Staunchly a no-nonsense red fox with a back story etc. etc. I thought mythicals and hybrids were goofy, but it’s tiring to be so uptight. Tried to identify heavily with one thing because I thought that’s how you built a sense of self but eventually learned you can just do whatever you want, there are no rules. Cringe is dead, sparkledogs are unironically back in style.
Now I’m a sea slug. I don’t know if I think that reflects who I am or maybe just more what I want to be: stoic, cute, utterly devoid of bones. It doesn’t really matter so much as it’s just a thing I like. A little character to pour some of my creativity into. Whenever I’m having a bad day I can just go online and look at pictures of sea slugs and cheer myself up because it’s that simple. Sometimes I get a message from a friend with a picture of slug in it that says, “look it’s you” and it makes me smile. It’s a little bridge that keeps me anchored to the world when I got nothing else going on.
That’s nice! I recently went to the British Wildlife Centre. I went into it thinking pine martens were the primary draw, but I went to the owl display and since then I have been a certified owl enjoyer. The long-eared owls were particularly majestic.
Owls are adorable. They always look so stern and serious and then you see these videos of them on youtube taking a bath and realize they’re just little goofs, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LA2Iyw6V9gk
There are some animals that I like more than others, and if I were forced to pick a fursona I would probably pick one of those. But I don’t think that any of them particularly reflect me in any way.
Is yours just your favourite animal? Or is there something else behind your choice? Or do you feel perhaps that your favourite animal(s) do reflect something about you?
Ask a dozen people, get a dozen answers. I think the main tenet is just acceptance: if someone says they’re X species, then it’s true because they say it. And by that grace when I say I’m Y, so be it. I think most people realize it’s a silly game, but in that respect it’s a bit of a litmus test in that can you just play along or do you gotta be a dick about it?
Personally I used to take it a lot more seriously when I was younger. Staunchly a no-nonsense red fox with a back story etc. etc. I thought mythicals and hybrids were goofy, but it’s tiring to be so uptight. Tried to identify heavily with one thing because I thought that’s how you built a sense of self but eventually learned you can just do whatever you want, there are no rules. Cringe is dead, sparkledogs are unironically back in style.
Now I’m a sea slug. I don’t know if I think that reflects who I am or maybe just more what I want to be: stoic, cute, utterly devoid of bones. It doesn’t really matter so much as it’s just a thing I like. A little character to pour some of my creativity into. Whenever I’m having a bad day I can just go online and look at pictures of sea slugs and cheer myself up because it’s that simple. Sometimes I get a message from a friend with a picture of slug in it that says, “look it’s you” and it makes me smile. It’s a little bridge that keeps me anchored to the world when I got nothing else going on.
That’s nice! I recently went to the British Wildlife Centre. I went into it thinking pine martens were the primary draw, but I went to the owl display and since then I have been a certified owl enjoyer. The long-eared owls were particularly majestic.
Owls are adorable. They always look so stern and serious and then you see these videos of them on youtube taking a bath and realize they’re just little goofs, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LA2Iyw6V9gk