Juliet's story

Juliet Markowski was not the happiest girl to ever go to college in all honesty she didn't really like it much but it beat staying at home.

The young Jewish girl adjusted her large thick glasses that framed her tiny face amid a sea of frizzy brown hair.

She stared at the page she had a class in an hour but instead of preparing her notes she was doodling more pictures of her fursona.

It was a silly thing, silly fantasy that she couldn't really share with anyone anyone but John, he was pretty cool about it even if his interest in furry stuff was a lot more sexual than hers.

She wiggled her toes frowning and biting the end of a pencil as she tried to make an impossible alter ego seem a little more real.

Luna, did not look much like a creator, the only link they shared being the little itai bag that characterised the many fandoms the Juliet belonged to. It was why she was often on the comic shop even if she was only buying the occasional manga volume. There are always more pins to add to her permanent pink living scrapbook.

She was having difficulty deciding on a species, sometimes Luna was a big beautiful wolf, sometimes a cunning fox and more than a few times a cute and energetic rabbit. They been other ones too, other Lunas all of them a small fraction of what she was interested in. The only common thing between all of her shapes was that they were always the same person.

Juliet let out a long sigh wondering if she'd ever be able to decide. She been toying with the idea of making a fur suit for ages she just couldn't decide what it was going to be.