This is my fursona, Cayman Went. Most people know me as a crow, as seen in the first picture. I'm a crow, my beak shined and my feathers preened. I am a cat, with pierced ears and a leather jacket, a rabble-rouser out for trouble. I'm a kobold, a feisty shortstack who excels at video games and loves some good couch time with his friends.
This is Cay, not just one, but many. As parallel with myself, I am also not just one.
Is Cay a crow, a cat, a kobold? The answer is yes. Is Kris, the one behind the sona, a diligent worker, a party animal, a punk, a gamer? Yes.
I want Cay to represent me, and there's no one facet, one species that can really encompass it. Cay is a crow, a cat, a kobold, or whatever else he needs to be, and so am I. Kris is not Cay, but Cay is part of Kris deeply, in a way that can't be defined.
I'm a crow, I'm a cat, I'm a kobold. I'm Cay, and I'm Kris. It's good to meet you.
Now be a feral with paws
