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theriancultureis · 4 months
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deer therian culture is *sees/hears something* FREEZE!! ............ok it's nothing nevermind
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caninity · 2 months
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me: i need more therian friends :(
also me who’s girlfriend just figured out she’s a deer therian:
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canishooves · 5 months
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I recently re-confirmed white-tailed deer as a theriotype. I pushed the identity away for the stupid reason of not wanting to have even more theriotypes, which is something that gets in my way a lot, but of course I can't choose who I am and I have accepted it. It feels wrong denying it. I am very much a deer
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featherwingfae · 3 months
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Ok So this one is for the Fae/Faerie kin that also identify as Therians or feel a connection with certain animals.
I've seen many Fae/Faerie kin who are also Therian, and I'll admit I have a connection to some animals myself and have been found to mimic their behaviors. However I don't remember living like an animal. Now it's possible that they are simply kin memories that have not yet surfaced, but I don't feel like that's the case. I can remember being said animals just not living as them. For example I would romp and play as a fox among other foxes but I did not survive the way they did. For me it was merely fun. Not unlike a child playing pretend. I feared no hunters and I did not need to hunt for food myself. And if ever I did hunt it was simply part of the game rather than survival. I know there are plenty of Fae that could and would change into the forms of animals, and as fun as messing with humans might be, I just don't think it was the only reason Fae would go about as animals. Which only furthers my belief that sometimes it was just for the pure fun of it. And I'd imagine that just as some people have favorite animals so too do some fae. I don't think it was always just a one time thing either. Fae can communicate with the natural world in ways most humans would only dream of, imagine just being that one deer in the herd that just disappears and reappears but after years and years of interaction the rest of the herd (while probably sensing that you are not quite a deer, no matter how much you may look like one), has also come to accept that you are not a danger to them. Perhaps over time you've kept an eye on this one herd and their descendants. steering them away from the occasional danger or leading them to the juiciest greenest hidden pastures. You become a kind of faerie god-deer (like faerie godmother). And after so much time acting like a deer, you find yourself slipping into the animalistic habits even when you're not taking the animal form. But you don't mind. Your experiences are part of you, it was only natural. And perhaps after a while you find that the courts and humanity are just not all that interesting to you. You think about the deer. Your deer. The herd you'd been watching, protecting, guiding. You start spending more and more time as a deer. It's fun, it's free and after a while most predators learn to keep their distance from your herd. You are still Fae but the deer is part of you now, perhaps just as important as the part of you that is Fae.
I'm curious are there any Fae/Faerie kin who resonate with this at all? Do you remember (if in fact you have any kin memories at all. Not everyone does. And there's nothing wrong with that 😊) being an animal living, surviving as an animal? Or, do you remember being interested and/or amused playing as an animal while all the time knowing that the other animals can sense that you are different? Does the Fae/Faerie kin side and the Therian side feel like two separate lives or do they feel almost blended? Do you remember being afraid when you were an animal or did you know that you had almost nothing to fear? That no matter what, you were a magical being that could charm, trick, or enchant your way out of most situations?
Please understand I'm not trying to invalidate anyone. As far as I'm concerned no one can tell someone who or what they are but them. If you resonate at all with this post it doesn't make you any more or less Fae/Faerie kin or Therian. In the end, only you can know who you are. I also write this post for the Fae/Faerie kin who don't quite feel Therian but find themselves acting in animalistic ways. Those that feel connection and memory but still just don't quite feel they are/were animals (at least not normal ones). Kins that feel like it was/is more play than survival but who still find it quite satisfying to shriek, bark, meow, growl, chirp, squawk, etc.
If you've read this far, then I appreciate you and may you have a most marvelous and magical day/night 😊🍀✨🌙🍄☀️👁️
Till next time
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wolfalder · 7 months
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Does anyone else wear something daily or almost every day that reminds you of your theriotype/kintype/etc. Or something that makes you feel more like yourself? I’m curious to see what others wear/carry with them.
I myself always wear my wolf pendant necklace and my wolf bone ring. I also have tattoos related to my wolf theriotype! And I sometimes wear my Belgian mal tooth necklace but it’s fragile so I’m careful.
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theharecares · 3 months
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About me
Welcome to my nonhuman space! You can call me Randi. I'm new to the community as a whole and still trying to pinpoint some specifics, but in general terms, I'm deitykin and my theriotype (?) is a hare (lepus townsendii)
Slightly more about me here
Fun facts below cut
Age: 17
I'm an INFP, a cancer, and I have green eyes
Pronouns: they/it
I enjoy art of all kinds, I do performance arts and I draw. I admire musical talent greatly. I like pretentious writing and things written in pre modern english. I love typing quirks, its like a treat for my eyes. I love songs that make no sense and songs that tell stories. I like having plants and animals to tend to. I love spring and summertime, it makes me feel very alive. My favorite scent is sweet pea, I also like citrus. I like knowing things, everything, gossip, trivia, anything but math really. I only don't like math because I don't know how to read it.
I was raised in a very sheltered christian household. I've been exposed to enough public schooling to not totally live under a rock but I still feel pretty disconnected. Social media keeps me in the loop pretty well but other than that I'm not very involved with most people in my peer group. This isn't a pity brag but it did shape how I see myself and my nonhumanity. I've been treated like an animal, I've been treated like I'm not really there, I feel like I don't quite belong with people but I'm allowed to stay and play pretend for awhile.
I don't have many DNI criteria. I don't like apologetics or evangelism. There's the basics, too, of course, no phobes or zoos or anti's. Just don't hate too loud. I am a singlet and will not engage in syscourse. As long as you aren't hurting me or anything else, feel free to do you. I don't feel the need to go in depth here because anyone who wants to be rude won't read this anyway.
I'm always looking for friends, start a conversation with me in any way you see fit, I'd love to talk.
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canine-brained · 2 months
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Feeling very deer right now so I made myself a little snack :333
So euphoric aaa
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coyotenoisesrawr · 3 months
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I’m going through stuff so I thought do a series of mask designs base off names or users talk submit as ask away I’ll do as many as I can :)
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yourlocaltherian · 11 months
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Met this fawn today, followed its mother through the woods and across the empty road (except for the car I was in, that stopped to watch them)
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rex-wagz · 1 month
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happy tiny critter tuesday!
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theriancultureis · 5 months
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deer/caribou therian culture is wearing a huge fluffy scarf when ur outside in the cold because it reminds you of the big ole neck fluff your theriotype has. and also that post about needing to duck bc you forget you don't have antlers is so real i went into a store that sold lights the other day and i was terrified of knocking them over before remembering that . i don't actually have antlers!
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1nt3rn3t4ng3l · 2 months
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Piebald Deer Therian/Kin flag
(i take requests <3)
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angel0fbl00ming · 15 days
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i am a wolf , a coyote , a predator . but i feel strangely non violent for my kintypes . when i see a small animal , like a mouse or a squirrel or deer , things my theriotypes would hunt , i just feel care for them . i want to play with them or help them , sometimes i even feel parental . maybe this is because my father is an Elk ?? do any other therians who have predator theriotypes feel strangely non violent about them ? like i dont even get hungry seeing them
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words-of-wolf · 2 months
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Content warning: this post contains mentions of wolves hunting other animals, and some thoughts on the subject. Nothing I'd consider graphic, but I know it can be sensitive for some folks so I thought I'd warn beforehand!
Hhh, it's a bit hard to know where to start with getting back into writing about my experiences.
It's not that I don't have anything to say - it's the opposite! There's so much I'd like to share. I've always loved talking about my experiences... maybe a bit self-indulgent, but I like to think it can help other folks too, and I've gotten many interesting conversations out of it in the past, so no regrets!
Can't imagine I'll be posting big things like this frequently, but I'll happily answer questions and chat too. ^u^
So... right now, what I've decided I'd like to write about is some of the, I guess kinda fundamental aspects of my identity as a wolf therian.
It's interesting in a way, because there are so many wolves around - there's a lot of people to compare experiences against! I guess, if you have a rare kintype, or a kintype that's varied enough that your individual variation of it is rare (like dragons) - it might be hard to imagine that a wolf would struggle to find other people they relate to. But then, well: there's me.
I don't think anyone's nonhuman experiences are wrong. I don't think anyones' are "superior" either; it's just about who you are as an individual, what feels right and comfortable to you. I just wanted to get that across! Cause what I'd like to talk about does involve some comparison between my feelings and the things I've seen expressed by other wolf therians, and I wouldn't want it to be read as me saying my way of being as any better than anyone elses' (it's not).
During my time in the kin and therian communities (which, I first encountered over ten years ago now, but my activity has been very on-and-off since I reached adulthood) I've met so, so many wolf therians. It's... hmm, complicated for me, in a way? Because I felt very isolated, especially when I was younger, and I felt like wolf therians were supposed to be "my people". But really, I could count on both hands how many wolves I've met that I really related to on any level.
And the reason for that is the same now as it's always been: for a lot of wolf therians, being a wolf seems to be a kind of violent, bloodthirsty identity. The "predator" feeling is strong; there's some affinity for the thrill of the kill, the violence of it all.
That's not a bad thing. It's not wrong! But my experience has been... very different from that.
My perception of wolfhood isn't really "red in tooth and claw" like that. It's more... simple. Not peaceful really - life as a wolf is full of trials and strife - but the violence never felt defining for me. In terms of personal importance, the feelings of wanting to hunt, to fight, to bite and maim... I'd be lying if I said they were entirely absent, but they were always tertiary to things that seemed far more present and central.
I think a big part of that is... well, for context, I believe my wolf identity is linked to a past life. Yeah, stereotypical, I know! But it's genuinely what I experience; I do remember that life, or at least aspects of it. And those memories influence a lot of my experiences in my current life as a wolf-person.
The thing that strikes me most when I compare my own perspective on wolfhood to the ideas often expressed by other wolf therians, is that to me, hunting wasn't violence. It couldn't be violence.
Why? Because I just plain didn't realise that the deer and other animals we killed were living things.
There was no... room to even consider that idea. I didn't know that the deer I drove to exhaustion felt pain and terror, same as I did. I just knew I was hungry and it was food.
It's a strange thing to consider, isn't it? People talk a lot about "what makes us human". I don't think there's any one thing that does. But if I were to point to one of the most jarring, and one of the most utterly sacred parts of being human to me, it would be the ability to connect emotionally with other species.
Humans are not unique for doing that. And maybe there's some animals a wolf could come to see as an individual, in the way I would've seen another wolf. But a deer would never be that. Which contrasts strangely with me, now, as a human: where I can love pigs, and care about their welfare and treatment, but still enjoy some bacon or a porkchop. That can conflict, sometimes, yeah - but from a wolf perspective, that would be incomprehensible. At least, from my experiences it would be.
And if you remove the idea of violence from hunting, suddenly a wolf's life doesn't seem very violent at all. The act of hunting and killing prey animals felt no more violent to me, than when I cook up a steak for myself now. To someone, that would be violent, but to me it's just a steak - y'know? I know the steak comes from a cow, but that fact brings me neither grief nor pleasure. It's just kinda how the world is and I'm mostly okay with that.
The act of hunting was, I'd say, something I enjoyed as a wolf. I loved the chase. It was fun. Taking down prey could be scary; even a deer is dangerous when cornered and desperate. But the thing with nature is that it makes what you have to do to survive feel desirable: so risking my life for a meal felt thrilling, in a way, and a full belly afterwards was satisfying, and comforting, and a relief from the usual gnaw of hunger.
Hunting's only a small part of being a wolf, though. Even setting aside all the attempted hunts that fall through before you even get into a full sprint.
A lot of wolf life focuses on territory. In some places, it's a very intense, almost war-like conflict; constant, bloody, often fatal. Not always, though. It depends a lot on the intensity of the ecosystem you live in: a place with lots of prey attracts lots of wolves, who then compete for access. If the prey's more spread out, the wolves are more spread out too... and an area of land feels less worth dying for when you've got so many others to search.
Me and my pack were one of the latter varieties. Territorial conflicts were rare, for us; I don't recall any specifically. We patrolled, we marked our space. Territorial disputes were something I was aware of, I think - if I saw a trespasser I certainly would've acted with aggression - but it just wasn't a common occurrence.
So my experience of being a wolf didn't feel like it was defined by violence much. It didn't feel bloody and raw. I could see myself in the image of a wolf that snarls, maybe, but moreso I see myself in the image of the wolf that sleeps, or - perhaps most of all - the wolf that wanders.
And that's what existence as a wolf was, and is for me! It's wandering. It is the neverending search. Even when you find what you need, the relief can't last long - you need to move on soon, you need to seek again soon, because it won't be long before your empty belly's gnawing at your insides again. It wasn't ever a life of violence, it was a life of travel, for the good and the bad of it: for the new sights and new smells and new opportunities; for the exhaustion, the uncertainty, the sore paws and aching muscles.
And the restlessness. The need to keep moving. Keep going. Keep searching, always searching.
But, of course, that's still not the centre piece of the puzzle. Because that could only ever, of course, be the pack.
This is something I'll probably dedicate time to writing about all on its own, because I have such deep feelings about "the pack" as a concept, and also about my pack, who I lived for in my last life.
But I will say that all of my deepest, most vivid, and most impactful memories... they're not of the hunt, they're not about territory or conflict or hunger. What I remember most richly is the love I felt for my pack. It's a feeling I can't quite find it in me to explain; sometimes I wonder if the reason I identify as loveless in this life, is simply because no love I've ever felt as a human could compare to what I felt as a wolf.
I think there's a kind of synergy between the simple mind of a wolf, and the feelings a wolf experiences: in the quiet of an animal's mind, emotions seem so much stronger, so much more vivid somehow. I feel that even now, when I have a mental shift, and the logic and reason falls away - all that's left is emotion and physical senses, and they paint a picture so, so bright.
And those past life memories that I hold dearest, they have a similar quality to them... to curl up with my family after a long day of travel. Or listen to their happy snores as we all sleep off a full belly. And playing with the pups... I was a very fun wolf-uncle. And those pups were my joy, light of my whole life! <3
So... yeah. That's what being a wolf is to me.
It's not the only way to be a wolf. It's not the "right" was vs anyone else's "wrong". This is just what wolfhood is to me personally. Maybe other wolves will see something of themselves in this, maybe not! Either way, I appreciate the time you took to read my rambling. It feels nice to carve out a place in my life again where I can really talk about this stuff. c:
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And by “your kintype’s instincts”, I mean instincts that are not human, not just ones that overlap. For example, the urge to run away is both a deer and human instinct, but the urge to use your “antlers” to protect yourself is only a deer instinct.
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theharecares · 4 months
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Hello!!
I don't actually know what I'm doing really, I'm still learning a lot, this is an intro post!
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I've never felt fully human and non human habits come very naturally to me. I've always felt like I was pretending to be a person or fit in. Getting older helped but that feeling hasn't truly gone away, it feels like I'm swimming upstream or running in place. I've heard of otherkin and alterhumans before but I only recently turned my attention to it as a possibility for me. I'm still trying to find where I fit into all of it but I'm certain I'm looking in the right spot
Tldr: I'm bad at peopling and I wanna know why
About me!!
Age: 17
Likes: summer, cooking/ baking, showers, running, swimming, drawing, flowers, long youtube videos, lots of music, night walks
Dislikes: windy days, cold, busy mornings, sweet potatos, math, driving, being alone, liars
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