Thee Thnee was a small town of – goofy: bipedal: clicking furries, homely and inviting they wern’t when I walked through the wardrobe door. This world was unlike our own it was animated, there was a bakery pumping delicous smells, a grocer full of goods and furries. Down the way some was about 20 or so houses all different colors and shapes.
I became awe-struck by my surroundings as it all flooded in swiftly I thought I was becoming overstimulated, steam built in my windpipe, it burst, I let out a hail of joy. The furries quit bussling and froze, turning to me they looked as if confused.
They conversed with each other in clicks im not sure how to translate nor do I have a translator on hand, then one turned to me and bent down to my eye level. Examining me then returning to the group, the group scurried off with haste. Doors slammed and businesses closed, I attempted to leave though the door I came in through it’s gone…
I found a box and currled up into it until the next sun rose, the next morning i was greeted by an elder furry whom was much frendlier. He welcomed me to their realm though my skin was furless and white, he then gave me a grey fursuit which looked similar to a wolf.
When i put the helmet on I began morphing into a furry creature myself, whoa this is cool I thought with exitment.
The elder furry bowed slightly, then returned to his house exhanging glares with his furries whom seem to defy his decision…
Afterword: Diversity is the magic. It is the first manifestation, the first beginning of the differentiation of a thing and of simple identity. The greater the diversity, the greater the perfection. – Thomas Berry
Diversity is not about how we differ. Diversity is about embracing one another’s uniqueness.Ola Joseph
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