'Being thankful for the air.'
A work in aquarell/pencils I did at the beginning of my membership of the furry fandom. That's how I looked back then, I changed since then, alot. Some things for the worse, but many for the better.
Sometimes all it needs is losing half your colour to find new colours in others you thought would have never existed. I'm so thankful for those who' ve shared their colours with me and not grudging anymore those who stole mine. And that's the story behind my fursona, as it looks now.

(besides, I thought the 5th toe looks a bit off, though being anatomically 'hypercorrect', since then I'm mostly drawing 4 toes)