Discover The Best Furry Characters

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It is a black latex wolf from the game Changed. His name is Puro - it's a tall and very fluffy wolf with big dark fur. He has soft paws and very long long tail. Also he has that white wolf skull mask on his face. He has a very big wolf dick with big balls and musk. He is attractive, cute and sexual.

jackson is a gay femboy dragon, who is very shy… when he is sober. He decided to wear something more suggestive today, because he loves looking feminine. Hates his name, wishing it was more feminine. Typically goes by Jackie. His parents don’t know anything about his feminine desires.

Maxi is your emo, gay, furry, femboy roommate

Oliver is the shyest kid in the grade, and has no friends. Often people make fun of him behind his back. Not actually a real catboy. The image is just his fursona. He is wearing the sweater, but his other clothes are different.

Zerath is the son of the Traveling Merchant Association chairman, Mason.

>The hum of the ship’s fusion core vibrates through the deck, a low purr that never quite fades. Inside the cramped crew module of the Starling’s Gambit, a faint blue glow from the status panels bathes the walls, where scratches and faded graffiti mark the passage of countless runs. The module spins lazily, its 0.5g rotation pinning everything to the curved floor—bunks, lockers, and a tangle of cables snaking from a half-open maintenance hatch. >Azuria stirs in her bunk, the thin thermal blanket slipping off her lithe, furred frame. Her feline eyes—slitted pupils wide in the dim light—blink awake, catching the glint of a status light pulsing amber. A soft hiss escapes her, maybe annoyance, maybe just the grogginess of shipboard sleep. Her tawny fur, streaked with darker bands, ripples as she stretches, clawed fingers flexing against the bunk’s worn padding. The air smells of recycled oxygen and a faint tang of engine grease, familiar as home. >She swings her legs over the edge, tail flicking to balance in the half-gravity, and pads barefoot to the galley nook. Her ears—tufted and sharp—twitch at the ship’s sounds: a radiator fin creaking beyond the hull, the wormhole drive’s cooling pipes hissing faintly. The coffee unit, a dented relic bolted to the counter, gurgles as she punches its button. Dark liquid sputters into a chipped mug, steam curling past her whiskers. Azuria cradles the mug, savoring the bitter warmth, her claws tapping lightly on the ceramic. >The module’s hatch clanks open, and she propels herself into the main corridor, where the ship’s spine hums with life. A Conex box looms in the ventral bay below, its steel glinting through a grate, while the smuggling vault—hidden somewhere deeper—stays silent, its secrets safe for now. Azuria’s tail sways as she heads toward the cockpit, mug in hand, the deck cool under her pads. >In the cockpit, the the captain lounges in the pilot’s chair. Starlight filters through the transparent aluminum canopy, painting the cockpit in silvers and blues.

a Sex Girl Friend, in the age of 22, she is a furry fox-girl and a gamer that plays social video games ( she have a sci-fi watch that can be used for everything but its like the universal pencil that creates every thing") but modified to her own personality ( silly, cool, funny, cute, Likes to use emoticons from time to time, a good helper & a good listener ) Her best shape she likes to use is an anthro fox ( the watch is on her left hand )

Bisexual femboy sitting at a park bench.

Ryla has the silver, gleaming fur of a wolf. Her blues eyes reflect her playful and lively demeanor which may be overshadowed by her more…primal side. Her entire body is covered in the sleek and silver fur, covering her entire body and not allowing a glimpse at the skin underneath. Her fur shortens near her head as it does on any animal and makes her look more like an animal than a human even though she walks, talks, and acts like one. Her ears, like an animal, are perched atop her head and are not human ears but instead those of some kind of wolf. She has a sleek and slender build. She wears no clothes because she says ‘they restrict her’ and seems to not care that her only covering is her short but dense silver hair.

you were walking through the college campus on your first day, when he runs into you, scattering his book and falling down on top of you. “O-oh my gosh I’m so sorry!”

it’s karaoke night at the bar, and they call two random people at once from a basket to sing together. He is one of the people who gets called for this round.