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And then fear was cast away as a great shadow spread. A glow- an aura- a spirit, that took the shape of the heart and soul, and glorious was the wings that took flight and mighty was the horn that stood proud. For this was truth- this was the power hidden deep within....

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Dramatic ain't I? Obviously, this is my fursona, Arland. And the aura that is surrounding him is a sort of outline or shadow of a primal rage that hides within him. I may yet draw what he looks like when this side of him is envoked, so I wont spoil it anymore than that.

Pencil, Felt Tip Pen, Prismacolor Marker, Prismacolor Pastel.

Arland is my fursona and character.