
My senior year of high school started out alright. I had easy-to-me classes and the teachers seemed nice. Of course being me and confident I thought I would make friends pretty quickly. Boy was I wrong. At this point I could go on to analyze why noone liked me, but simply I was too weird. A strange blip pn the radar they wouldn't go near. Plus, the senior girls already had their clicks, there were no open spots for me. So, because noone accepted my loud and out going personality. I put that part of me aside and became gloomy and brooding. I wouldn't say emo, I'd say depressed outcast. Anyway, I got depressed and needed an outlet for my hyper personality. I spent a lot of time online and decided to join some online culture, if there are ones. I remembered watching an episode of CSI, that included a bunch of people in animal costumes. I thought that was pretty cool, I'll go with that. I created my fursona, Dakota Darkwolf.
After spring break of my senior year, I somehow got the courage to go out and make friends again, this time with underclassmen. It worked. I got to be loud and have fun again. Over the summer I met with and got active in the local fur community. Which was great. Let's see, after that summer, I went to Northern Arizona University. Were I continued to be a fur. I even converted a friend of mine. I wore a tail around to the school's AfterHours, which features comedians and prizes. Basicly everyone knew I was "the girl that wears a tail." And it's been great. Currently, it is the summer after being at shcool for a year. And always being a busy in college has made me bored here at home. So I am experimenting with fursuiting(I got a pretty good footpaw now) and making yiffable plushies. So have a look around the site and again, Welcome.
~Dakota Darkwolf