The story of me.
Many of you have fursonas. Have you ever thought that there is a life behind it? I have found that backstory and I wanted to share it with you. (Yes some of these events are made up but come on its my back story.)
I am Shado. My name will make sense later. I will start from my beginning.
I do not know who had the wolf in my past, but my parents are human. Absolutely no hint of wolf at all. But their blood tells different. I was born as any normal human was. In a hospital normal here and there. I was not born with the name Shado. I had a different name before.
My infancy was, well slightly different. I never seemed to play well with other kids my age. And the few occasions I did, I didn't like it. When I was around 9 we took a camping trip. Now since I am in Michigan there will be wolves around. We went to the upper peninsula for our trip. When we got there I wandered off into the woods. My family didn't know I left. They probably panicked and called the police. I found a wolf pack and went up to it. Then I proceeded to play with the wolf cubs and the mother accepted me playing. I came back to camp and my family was relieved that I was back. I was gone for about five hours.
About a year later my parents get married. The wedding was just a normal wedding. Nothing special. The following years had my life turn around. My parents argued almost every night. My mother was done with the abuse. As my father on the other hand was cheating on my mothers marriage with another woman. So my mother and I packed up and left. A divorce happened, and my mother got to keep me. As with my father, he lost his car , job, and everything he owned. I couldn't care less. He married the woman he was cheating with and then divorced after a year.
A little more down the road in years, I was in seventh grade. I am twelve years old and just starting puberty. It is the middle of the day and I am in english class. Now with me in the back of the room I am just casually learning and sometimes playing with my pencil by spinning it on the desk. I start to feel two bumps on the top of my head. Very small ones at that. And also I felt a protrusion above my bottom. I have feeling there and I could slightly move it left and right at that moment.
A year later the bump on my backside has gotten larger and longer. While starting to change to a red shade of color and at the slightest touch I could feel a fur like feeling. I start to walk digitigrade. The bumps on the top of my head are more pointy and fuzzy like the backside bump. I forget about these features since they become second nature on me.
Another year later, I am fully into puberty. My voice has gotten deeper, I've gotten taller and thinner. I am in high school at this point. A freshman at that. Now my high school is different. I go to school inside a museum. So it is in a public place. My friends are all human. Everyone is human here. It is even very rare that I see a fur in the museum itself. Everyone came into the school not knowing each other. I have good friends now and even they know my wolf background to a slight extent. We always talk and have a good time in school. The first trimester goes good. I get good grades and don't get in trouble.
The reason my name is Shado is interesting. I have always been slightly shy. I hide myself in my room for long periods of time. When I do leave the house, I don't really put myself out. I just stick to the shadows and follow others. When I became an anthro wolf that was even more visible. But that whole process is for another story.
I don't have much to me after all. This is who I am. I know it's short but that's all I have to say about myself.