There once was a mountain dog who hatched from an eagle's nest. He ran powerful and free through steppes and mountains alike.
Under the moon he watched into the sky, under the sun he laid in grass.
Golden bird, Altyn-Kush, fly far away. Far into my dreams. How I wish I could be you again.
Bürküt is my past self protecting me in my current life. I draw him as a way to honor him, I also use him as a truesona sometimes because he used to be me, and I'm still him.
He's a black taigan hound, other than that he doesn't have a set appearance because he isn't really a character. When I draw him as a truesona I like drawing him in a collar with mountains in it. When anthro I draw him wearing my clothes.
