Do you ever think about what extinction must be like in an anthro/furry world? And I mean extinction not of anthro species, but of the feral/non-sapient/literal-animal species.
Like anthros must feel some connection to their feral equivalents. Like imagine being a sapient mountain lion person, but you can go to the zoo and see what looks like you but also not. It's like a funhouse mirror but that lives its own life. There has to be a feeling unique to that experience. And you can watch documentaries and see the Not-You-Exactly-Creatures living their lives in the wild. I do not think there is a way to not feel something when you see that.
And then it's gone. It's over.
You read it in an article and they're all gone. Those creatures you saw at the zoo, your own eyes looking back at you, a world with as much depth as your own but impossible for you to understand reflected in their eyes. They are gone. Extinct they say. But you know what it means. They are all dead. They are not coming back.
You will never see those eyes ever again. You will never be able to learn what that secret world behind them held.
What can you feel besides a part of you dying. The part of you that couldn't help but imagine being on the other side of the glass. Running alongside them in the grass, unaware of the camera watching you.
Now any documentary you watch is merely a time capsule. A peak into the past of something that can no longer exist.
You mourn. You mourn the part of you that went extinct.
Imagine being a anthro thylacine and being told the last feral thylacine died. And you are still alive. Your thylacine mother, father, siblings, and friends are still alive. You can date another thylacine and have thylacine children. But the other you is gone. The other thylacine. You are the last of a kind in a way.
People must mourn. Many probably call out of work that day, to just sit with that feeling. Are their memorials held for the part of so many that died? Surely conservation must be stronger, if only to limit the number of funerals. Because every day, a part of some people dies as their other half goes extinct.