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Name: Sammy MacLeod
Species: Anthro Fox
Age: 8-17
Apparel: Reading glasses, black vest & cargo shorts with topaz necklace.
Description: Full white fur, golden markings, blue eyes, 4"1-6"3. Lean body.
Personality: Fun and rowdy, charismatic, secret soft side.
Power: Illusions.
Likes: Gaming, chilling with brothers, Looking cool, sweets, techno, Classical (Beethoven).
Dislikes: Being alone, bullies, fighting, hot chocolate without marshmallows, and card tricks.
Siblings: Kit Macleod
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Jobs
Older ages: Works at Nightclub as a DJ and Special effects. Club was a gift from Sammy's father Lycan.
Younger Ages: Full time brother, friend and party boy.
Species: Anthro Fox
Age: 8-17
Apparel: Reading glasses, black vest & cargo shorts with topaz necklace.
Description: Full white fur, golden markings, blue eyes, 4"1-6"3. Lean body.
Personality: Fun and rowdy, charismatic, secret soft side.
Power: Illusions.
Likes: Gaming, chilling with brothers, Looking cool, sweets, techno, Classical (Beethoven).
Dislikes: Being alone, bullies, fighting, hot chocolate without marshmallows, and card tricks.
Siblings: Kit Macleod
~~~~~
Jobs
Older ages: Works at Nightclub as a DJ and Special effects. Club was a gift from Sammy's father Lycan.
Younger Ages: Full time brother, friend and party boy.
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Raindrops slow the noise.
Steady goes the quiet from the sound.
Noisy glances from girls and boys trying not to move around.
Always looking up then down.
Trying not to meet your eyes.
Nervous, hyper, overthinking.
To be myself? Or to be wise?
Wise then..
Stop slouching when your not alone.
Collect the courage to leave your home.
Add some numbers in your phone and maybe make some friends
Who's realities aren't questionable.
Stop.
Focus.
Reality.
Back to your pretty eyes.
You smile pressing straw to lips and the ground is my disguise.
You ask me what I'm thinking.
I peek.
You really want to know?
I stop and imagine all the bad ways ex
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A guttural snarl, coarse and strangled
A mechanical creature of
A methodical making
A disaster;
Truly a mistake upon creation
When lungs pumped with air,
Crimson splattered gold
And a desolated city was left to the cold.
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This is my new Fursona hope it appeals to everyone ^^
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Foxes always appeal to me and that's why I love them 
