Hey everyone.

It's wild even typing this… I never thought I’d find myself back here after so long. For those who might remember me, I used to go by "Wolfie" or "Eon" and was pretty active in the SoCal furry scene. I made art, friends, memories, and honestly found so much of who I was through this community. Then… life happened.

About 11 years ago, I stepped away. What started as a short break turned into a total disappearance. I got married young, thinking I had found something solid, but over time, the relationship became isolating. My ex-husband wasn’t supportive of my art, my identity, or the things that made me feel alive. I slowly stopped drawing, creating, and eventually, I stopped being me.

The person I was back then—creative, social, goofy, always up for a con or a sketch trade—got buried under years of emotional exhaustion and trying to keep the peace in a situation that just wasn’t healthy. I gave so much of myself that there wasn’t much left over for me.

It’s taken a lot of time and healing, but I’m finally out of that relationship. I’m free. And for the first time in years, I feel like I can breathe. I’ve started drawing again. Tentative, shaky lines at first—but they’re mine. My art. My voice. Coming back.

So here I am, rejoining a community that meant the world to me, hoping to reconnect with old friends and meet new ones. I’m still finding my footing, but I’m here with an open heart, a pen in hand, and hope in my chest.

If you remember me, I’d love to hear from you. And if we’ve never met, I’d love to get to know you.

Thanks for reading. Thanks for being here.

💜
– Wolfie / Eon (you can call me either)