The raccoon is my spirit animal, which is of course why it trickles down into my fursona. It started with just a feeling I had even as young as four years old, but over the years it has become more apparent. I've survived homelessness in cities from Toronto to Phoenix to Los Angeles, played my drums on street corners to make enough money to eat for the day (though I also played in bars and had a few big shows), I've dug through garbage cans on occasion to find food or stuff to keep me warm, I developed a tendency while traveling abroad to put on my cute face and pry my way onto someone's couch for a night, a week or a month at a time. When I played in bars, I realized I had a talent for subconciously wooing strangers into buying me beer and food. I've been known to be reckless, promiscuous, obsessed with shinies, cute and cuddly yet potentially vicious, a silent observer in some cases and a social butterfly at other times. In short, a very stereotypical raccoon... But what can I say? Life is for lovin' and livin', I am who I am and I can't be anyone else. I'm interested to know if anyone else has a deeper connection to the raccoon other than just being a furry.
Maybe you'll catch my vibes sometime. ;)