Hey! How lucky are you to stumble upon this little piece of coal in the field of diamonds? ummmmmmmm..... let me tell you a little bit about myself. I officially became a furry in the summer of 2015. As a kid, I would always act like a dog, cat, or whatever I was on that day. However, I felt more closely related to dogs/canines. In around May of 2014 I decided to stay up all night on the internet. I was looking at how to make ears on a headband for a thing in school. What I actually came across was a vast majority of people who were just like me. Apparently I wasn't crazy, after all! Not soon after, I bought my first fursuit from an auction. It was a 3/4 partial black wolf. I fell in love with her immediately. There were a few minor things needed to be fixed but with some TLC she became a true part of me. The problem was that all she was missing was a name... I had no ideas. My little cousin just called her "The Wolf". Every time he came over, he'd ask "Is The Wolf gonna be here today?" (My God he's adorable). I honestly tried over and over again to pick a name but nothing suited her. Then, one day, I was at my uncle's house for his birthday. They have a really large backyard with a few trees. They also have a golfcart which is a lot of fun to drive around. "The Wolf"decided to make an appearance at this party and everyone decided that she should have a turn to drive the golf cart. That was the day I learned about fursuit blind spots. I didn't see the tree that was right in front of me and I crashed right into it. Nobody was hurt. We were just a little shaken up. And then I knew what her name would be: Crash.