I drew my fursona chilling in the woods watching the stars, during a camping trip by a campfire.

"It was a great night, the air was crisp and had a small bite of cold on its fangs. The fire warmed my fur, as the log supported my weight. The stars, I almost forgot what they looked like. The constant city lights had almost blinded me an made me lose them. I miss the smell of fire, and the feel of grass. I could stay under this starry sky allnight" ~Keshi