Mar

When you think of normal hellhounds, you don't think of Mar. She is quite the opposite, really. Mar never really fit in, no matter where she went. She wasn't lean, or even thin. She didn't strike fear into those who saw her. But if you mess with someone she loves, she will rip you apart.

Authors note: Mar is my fursona. She is me. I've never fit in well because of me being fat, and so she reflects this. I've been told before that people were scared to talk to me, but once they did they said I'm extremely sweet. Hence, her being a hellhound. Not what you expect in any way.

• Art Notes:
• -Fat
• -Lots of head/neck fluff
• -Horns are like backwards ram horns
• -FLUFF