The Fox’s Den

I use any pronouns except she/her, including neos, so go wild!

Everyone is safe here. I mean, just look at me:Alterhuman, (Arctic Fox/Siren/Alolan Vulpix/Hisuian Zorua) nerd, DND player, Mtg player, professional Pokémon player, multiple medical conditions, queer- the whole lot!

I’ll probably mostly be posting Alterhuman stuff and poetry. Maybe I’ll throw in some stuff from my personal life here and there.

Spend as much time in my den as you want, and don’t be afraid to ask me anything! I love answering questions!

Ask game below btw.

Vulpen's Alterhuman Ask Game!

Questions designed to be asked multiple times over a while and get different answers!

👻- Phantom shift check! Since you're almost always shifted, what phantom limbs are you feeling?

🦊- Tell us a fun fact about one or more of your types!

❓- Are you questioning any 'types right now? What are they?

🐲- Tell us about what your most recent DND session was like!

🎵- What song did you listen to most recently? Thoughts?

♥- Vibe check! How are you feeling emotionally right now and what's immidietly going through your head?

🖊- Write me something! (include a one word/phrase prompt in ask, specify poem or short story. Short stories will be about 100-150 words.)

🏫- How is your academics going?

👎- I'm not feeling great. Any words of comfort?

🎨- Draw me something! (Include short prompt. These may take a bit of time.)

Finals have been a pain. I hope everyone who had any did well, and everyone who didn't is having a great summer!

Secondly, however, I feel that there is something all of you should know. I am not simply an alterhuman; I am very... punk, shall we say. Counterculture.

But now, I am fed up.

I live in the USA- not proudly. Particularly with our leader's actions as of late. With his name being indesputably on the list. Not that I ever was a fan.

And so, me and my counterculture-pack have worked together.

The fox has been rebelling with the humans; the deer has been doing the finances; the dragon has been looking into permits.

Should things get much worse here, we may orgonise a protest soon.

I will not be decended upon by the wolves.

We all go through periods of doubt. We all question if we are, or ever were, Alterhuman.

But I know you are.

How? Because you care enough to ask.

People who fake it know they are faking it. People who fake this do so with intention. And unless you are, then yeah, you are. You care enough to ask.

In some moments, we are reminded that few truly understand us.

I will share a tale of my day so far. I recommend that people learn from my mistakes, for I do nat want the kits in my care to be hurt.

At times, I use my therianthropy as a final test for my friends; to see just how open I can be, because believe it or not, this is not the most "out there," part of my life. So, if they react... poorly, shall we say, I know that they do not need to be a part of my life any longer.

And this works. But today, I was at my college campus, and I was talking to a friend who already 'passed,' about my shifts today. Painful ones, emotionally. Then I heard the laugh.

Someone overheard. Laughed at, called a furry, etc. Luckily, even those nearby that didn't know immedietly came to my defense; and for this, I am proud of the little pack I formed on the college campus.

But the one I was talking to didn't. They seemed uncomfortable; shifting weight from one foot to another, closed off and defensive posture. I noted this.

I want everyone to understand this. Even the humans that know can't fully be trusted to defend you. Many will, of course, but many won't. that does not mean they will not support you in other ways, however.

I know what it's like to feel pinned to your matress, barely able to lift your paws. I know the felling of being trapped in your human skin, feeling almost as if your beastial soul is wanting to claw its way out.

I understand this; I live it.

You are a survivor. You have made it this far, and can go much, much farther. I know you can.

and, whats your dnd character like? i have a pathetic werewolf bard that apparently did some insane stuff while i was gone (nice. great. im best when im not there. of course, that makes sense /gen) and im working on a goblin artificer :)

Thank you so much for the ask! I am always happy to respond to any asks!

👻- Phantom shift check! Since you're almost always shifted, what phantom limbs are you feeling?

Always a fun question to get! Right now, I can feel my paws as I type (Hence this taking a while), my vulpine ears, ans a nice, long, fluffy tail. It's comforting to feel the parts of my body that I know should be there, even if I know they aren't.

🐲- Tell us about what your most recent DND session was like!

Well, context for this group; Me and another DM are alternating campaigns, me playing in his and him playing in mine, with the rest of the players being the same group but having different characters. Lucky for you, he DMed last session, so you get to hear about my darling Magnolia!

Now, I'm not going to go too far into his backstory, as a few of the other players read this blog, but in essence; Magnolia is a noble child outcast from his family due to his infernal heritage becoming apparent as a Tiefling. However, he carries two scimitars, a powerful set of divine artifacts that grant him power.

He's by far the strongest character in the party- we're level 13, and he took down an adult green dragon on his own. In one turn.

As for last session though, we were investigating a dungeon at the behest of a team of archeologists. We didn't know what we would find, but they sent one of thier own in as we entered to make sure we didn't take anything, as we signed a contract for an even 50/50 split.

Magnolia, however, is very perceptive. As we decended, something felt... off. The archeologist was tight lipped, insisting that he didn't know what lied ahead, yet felt too well prepared.

Something you must understand about magnolia; he is a guardian, like I am. If he sees you witholding information, and by doing so putting the party in danger... let's just say it puts you on the wrong side of his blades.

And that is where we ended the session.

However, I want to adress how you ended your message. Sure, you missed a session. And some insane stuff hapened, that your character did, while you weren't there. I get the feeling.

But I'm going to make an assumtion- and please, correct me if I'm wrong. But i would bet your DM was playing your character, yes? Us DMs always are playing so many characters. We control how most aspects of the game are narrated. And we often are the most experienced players at the table.

All this to say, do not feel like your character is at thier best when you are not playing them. You know your character best, and just because something fun happened, I can promise you whoever was playing them was so nervous about playing them wrong. So please, do not worry yourself with that.

It's been - almost a year, oh my gosh - since I've discovered my alterhumanity and I've learned a TON about myself. I would definitely consider myself a therian now and have confirmed my sparrow theriotype, along with two others! I feel a lot more comfortable with my identity now than I was even a few months ago!

I just wanted to say, thank you for providing a safe space for so many alterhumans. It's a hard world out there, but it's so nice to know that there are beings out there who will accept us for who or what we are. Keep doing amazing things!!! <3 /p

It has been a while, little sparrow!

It means a lot to me that you and others find solace in my den. The world indeed is harsh, but you must remember that it does not need to be. You can do so much by merely spreading a kindness unique to you in making this world a better place for all the creatures that inhabit it.

I'm glad that you are finding out more about yourself, and that I have played some small part in your journey. Remember, we are in a unique position as alterhumans; more so than our human counterparts, we are always learning. Learning from our surroundings, learning from nature, and learning from those we surround ourselves with.

And I hope you, and all the other creatures reading this, can learn at least this: you are always safe and welcome in my den.

This is always a chaotic time of year for me; particularly when it comes to my alterhumanity.

As an arctic fox, my shifts tend to be more frequent and more intense in the colder seasons (late fall, winter, early spring in my area). In addition, I was awakened only two years ago on New Year’s Eve. Today, I would like to tell that story.

I believe it was the 27th of that year I had first heard the term Therian. Me, being the curious soul I am, looked it up for a definition. Ironically, while I was reacting in the vein of “wait, not everyone feels like this?” my sibling, who was looking over my shoulder, said, “Wow, that’s weird,” and walked off.

I ended up doing more investigating, but wanted to meet someone first who identified with the label before claiming it myself. And I did.

I went to a New Year’s Eve party at my local game store (I’m a nerd, I know) and found someone who just kinda felt… off. Similar. And so I asked, and they said yes, they were a therian; a deer.

We had a lovely conversation, and I could not be happier with my decision to claim the label.

But to think it’s been a mere two years, and I have cemented myself in as a part of this community. A pillar people can lean on when they can’t rely on family, a shoulder to cry on. A defender of the nest.