I Had This Really Old Fursona With A Fucked Up Face, And One Of The Things I Liked To Do Was Try Drawing

I had this really old fursona with a fucked up face, and one of the things I liked to do was try drawing them as a human.

It’s been years, but here it is, and I must say it’s a massive improvement and I am proud.

This is my MCSM OC, I guess.

They’re name is Evelyn, but they usually just go with “Ev” or “Ev’n” (pronounced like “Evan”). They are Agender, asexual, and questioning their romantic orientation.

They were more or less raised by their dad out in the woods, way away from civilisation, and he died when they were little.

Their dad kept a bunch of wolves/dogs around and they guarded them. They knew enough to take care of themself.

They’re really shy and kinda awkward around people. They generally really want to make friends, but over time their limited social skills have degraded to the point where if they come in contact with people, they either avoid making contact in favour of sort of following them around for a bit in the hope that it’ll somehow work out that they’ll be friends, or, if they somehow get confronted by the people, staring at the ground and mumbling at them.

Since their wolves often kill zombies and rotten flesh is the most readily available food source, they often eat it. They know that rotten flesh can give you food poisoning, and that milk is the cure, and have refined the process by dunking the rotten flesh in milk before eating it.

They know some basic crafting, but don’t know a lot of important things.

Things they know how to craft: sword, pickaxe, bow, arrows, shovel, bread.

Important things they should know but don’t: how to cook food, how to farm, how to make a furnace.

Still a work in progress. Please feel free to ask about them.

My child with a husky plushie.

I had a bad couple of days and drew these.

Intrusive thoughts can be a real bitch.

Someone mentioned a small, chubby Lucas?

How spooky.

I haven’t done digital art in ages and am trying to get back into it.