I’ve given this question an enormous amount of thought over the years, and as time’s gone on the answer’s changed a bit. Mostly because I learn about new animals, or encounter new people, or develop new traits, or encounter a furry in the wild in such an incredibly made fursuit that it makes me want to dive headfirst into the subculture.
Tangent, but I’ve never met a furry I didn’t like. If I had the wherewithal, I’d join the community wholeheartedly. Alas, I am only on the periphery and must simply enjoy when my activities bring me into contact with them. And maybe draw myself as an animal from time to time.
Anyway.
So as not to mince worms, I’m a badger. Stable and sturdy with an intense desire to burrow (you should see how many blankets I need to sleep, it’s stupid). A homebody who prefers to do things alone, but isn’t opposed to some teamwork from time to time and values their coyote pals. Most importantly, I like digging in the dirt.
from the pen of icarus blake 
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