Hello everyone! My name is Moss. I'm a 22 years old nonhuman from Europe, studying social education in college on my third year. I use he/they/it/pronouns.
When it comes to nonhuman identities, I use terms such as nonhuman, alterhuman, therian, holothere, fictionkin and otherkin to describe myself.
✧ SPECIES
As of species, they are, in order of intensity and importance:
Watcherkin (main form: Winged human, other known forms: barn owl)
Winged catkin (white cat with magpie wings)
Dog therian (greyhound)
Moonhearted
Phantomhearted
Child of the moon archetrope
Lab experiment archetrope
Prey archetrope
My body is nonhuman (something I explain here, and some of my shapeshifting habilities). I don't allow reality checkings, as I firmly believe my body is physically a watcher body. I am and consider myself holothere, that means, nonhuman in every possible way.
Community archive directory (WIP): Personal Archive
✧ OTHER SOCIALS
𓃢 My website: Watcher's archive
✧ OTHER STUFF ABOUT ME
I awakened on april from 2024, and I started this blog on september of the same year. (My pronouns (he/they/it) and identities).
I'm also plural (part of a system), so I will post about this from time to time.
✧ PLURALITY
I'm part of a mixed origin system, although we believe we're more stressgenic than anything else, as I don't consciously create headmates, they just appear. We don't really identify with any origin label tough, as we think it only creates division amongst the community. In total, there's twelve of us, in order of formation:
Charlie, or Moss, the host. Bodily 22 years old. He/they/it pronouns. Watcherkin (main form: Winged human, other known forms: barn owl), winged catkin, dog therian (greyhound), moonhearted and phantomhearted. Child of the moon, lab experiment and prey archetype. Aroace, genderfaun and nonbinary.
Orion, protector. A couple of thousand years old. It/he pronouns. Watcherkin and raptorkin. Aroace and agender. He won't post as regularly as I do, and we don't have a system to sign off our posts, so sometimes I'll be posting and sometimes he will post.
Theo, little. Around 7 or 9 years old. He doesn't really post here, as he doesn't like social media. He/him pronouns, a fox hybrid/kenomimi.
Clementine, positivity holder. 24 years old. She/her pronouns. Human and questioning horsehearted.
Leo, a Leonardo Hamato fictive from ROTTMNT, persecutor. 16 years old. He/it pronouns.
Nero, protector, dissociation holder and co-host. Shapeshifter, took a long while to form, as he was stuck trying to convey some sort of identity. Now he's pretty chill, handles stressful situations and dissociation. We don't really know their role, he's just there to block memories and emotions when needed. Voidkin, ageless. They/them pronouns.
Lana, social protector. She likes cheeseburgers, we think she's around 22-23 years old. Human, she/her pronouns.
Angel, an Angel Dust fictive, emotional protector. He's around 35 years old. Pretty chill, uses he/she pronouns but generally doesn't care a lot about gender.
Kinger, a Kinger fictive. Acts a lot like a dad. He's an old man, don't know exactly his age but maybe even older than Orion, he/him pronouns. Doesn't front often.
Vance, a Vox fictive. We don't know exactly his age (around his thirties), and he's pretty source separate. An anxious mess most of the time, age regresses pretty easily. He/him but doesn't care too much about gender.
Nico, a nonhuman headmate. He's a black fox, probably an adolescent or a child (acts 18 or younger). He/him pronouns. Doesn't talk much when fronting, even less not fronting.
Caine, a Caine fictive from TADC. He looks a lot like his source, and he's source-conected with Kinger, both from the same canon. He/him pronouns.
We're neurodivergent, with autism and ADHD, both diagnosed. Because of this, sometimes we might read the tone of a post wrong, and we may reply with tone tags.
✧ WHAT IS THIS BLOG FOR?
I will post mostly about my experiences as an alterhuman adult, such as little stories, and anecdotes. I will also post art and poems from time to time. I will also post about plural shenanigans.
I don't really have a DNI, just don't be an asshole. I'm pretty neutral on everything surrounding drama, but I have a general stance on being nice toward others and don't judge other's lives or business in general. When it comes to syscourse, I'm endo friendly as I'm part of a system myself (prob traumagenic or mixed origins), but I think the drama and in-fighting is pointless and in general rude. If someone tries to start drama in this blog, I block freely, as this blog is open to all kinds of plurals or systems.
As I stated before, we're nonhuman in every possible way, also called holothere. That means we're a physical, psychological, and spiritual nonhuman. I believe my body is the one of a Watcher, and my mind is the one of a dog and, my soul is the one of a winged cat. I'm not open to reality-checking, as this is my reality.
In general, discourse will not be tolerated in this blog.
✧ Tags I use:
#thecatchirps will be my talking tag (#thecatreplies for reblogs, #thecatanswers for asks, #watcher asks for all asks and #watcher flaps for everything)
#watcher writes will be my poems and essays tag
#thecatcollects is my tag for genders and sexuality
#thecatdraws is my art tag
#thecatmoodboards is my moodboard tag
#community archive is for my favorite posts
#watcher talks about lore for information on my canon as a watcher
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In September of last year, I was in a period of denial when it came to my nonhumanity. I was also very misanthropic. I dont remember how, but somewhere along the line, that changed. I slowly started to be comfortable with my therianthropy once more. I took time to go and actually look at the positive acts of humanity all over the globe and the humans near me that I love
one does not realize the extent of their dysphoria until they have been to lay in the rain and remembered that this form is simply a container for sensations.
i have been myself, in my many shapes, and i will be again. but for now i am held within this vessel to experience things that i ordinarily cannot, both joyous and wretched.
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Ever since I was a child, I've always suspected that something was a little.. off.. about me.
Whenever I was introduced to the term, “therian,” it all began to make sense.
In kindergarten, I'd wander the playground at school on all fours and communicate via barks, growls, and strange hissing sounds. My peers never really said anything about it, they simply avoided me like the plague; because, honestly, who wants to talk to a five or six-year-old who can barely string together coherent sentences without adding in some offputting animal noises?
During the frequent family roleplays that commenced between my peers, I would always beg and plead to be the pet. They'd always allow it, because I swore not to make it a big thing and it wouldn't interfere with anything else.
My teachers were confused, obviously. My habit of eating food from the floor began around this time, as did the bullying from my peers for my strange behaviors.
However, that's normal for a child, right? I was still developing, figuring out how the world works. No child is normal during this time. I know this, you know this, we all know this.
It first started to become an actual “problem” for those around me throughout my elementary school years.
The first year or so was normal. Like other kids my age, I was disruptive and socially inept. I made friends with a girl who claimed to be a vampire (I still think of her often, I hope she's well) and a boy who said his mom was the president. A child's imagination is near-incomprehensible to the adult mind, even though we've all experienced it in the past.
Around the time that third grade was starting, everyone around me seemed to be.. growing up. They were forming large friend groups (most of which ended up lasting until highschool graduation), becoming aware of their surroundings, and understanding human body language.
I felt as though I was stuck in time.
Unfortunately, my way of expressing feelings and emotions had yet to progress. I was still making weird sounds and scrunching up my face to showcase discomfort. I violently wiggled my lower body as a sign of excessive happiness. Basically, I hadn't figured out what the human equivalent to these signs were.
At the creek near our house, surrounded by my family, I'd remain horizontal. I despised walking on two legs, for it took me longer and it made me feel strangely tall. I was never meant to solely use my hind legs, none of us were.
I'd fold my hands to imagine them as paws and use them to dig large holes in the dark sand. Once I had a big enough hole, I defended it with my life and referred to it as my den. Some would call this early signs of derangement, but I refer to it as the early tells of who I truly was.
My family would stay at the creek for hours upon hours. On all fours with me, for the most part, was my younger brother and cousin. They were simply copying what I was doing. Whenever they pleased, they felt comfortable stopping these behaviors and returning upright. I did not.
The drive home was always devastating for my younger self. Everyone else was fine with it, ready to rest after a long day of wasting away beneath the sweltering sun. I missed my den.
If it were up to me, I'd have spent my entire life down by the water in my little den.
It wasn't up to me, though.
In the fourth grade, my cousin, brother, and I formed a sort of wolf pack. I was the leader, because I knew the most about how packs functioned in the real world, and because I was a very controlling child during this time.
We acted out this wolf pack every time we saw eachother, for hours on end. It was always my idea. They were younger, so they complied.
This continued for several years. We had extensively discussed our characters, lore, and pack dynamics. It was the highlight of my childhood, and I look back on it quite fondly.
Around this time, my family took note of the behaviors I hadn't seemed to grow out of. They told me to stand up, speak correctly, and act “normal.” So, I did just that.
Middle school attacked me like a freight train before I could even comprehend that life was moving on in the first place.
Classes got longer, recess was completely scrapped, and I no longer saw my brother and cousin as often as I once had.
Those years went by in a haze, as did my time in highschool. Dissociation kept me standing and (somewhat) mentally sane.
I was absolutely miserable, though. I felt like an animal forced to go through all the motions of being a human. These feelings persisted for so long that I believed they would become my normal.
At seventeen years old, I fully dropped out of highschool in pursuit of an early finish. I got my diploma equivalent in eleven days and, within a month, I was enrolled in college.
College was.. a lot, especially during my first year. The workload was nothing like what I had ever experienced before and studying took up most of my free time. I quickly became depressed and, as a result, spent the last bit of my free time in online communities for my favorite games.
In one of these communities, I met someone online. For the sake of their anonymity, I will refer to them as Clover.
Clover was an elk therian. At the time, I knew close to nothing about therianthropy, so I had plenty of questions for them. And, luckily, they were kind enough to answer every question that I broached them with.
Upon learning about Clover's identity, I grew curious. That little wolf-child within me who had been silenced and locked away for their own safety and sanity had begun gnawing at the bars of their mental jail cell.
The next year passed slowly as I grew to accept every part of myself again, and show myself the love in which I deserve. Over this period of time, I created this account to make likeminded friends and learn more information about the community.
Finally, I had a reason as to why I acted the way that I did whenever I was younger. I wasn't just some strange child with an inability to move on. No, no. I was a pup, lost and confused and raised by humans who refused to accept me for who I was.
All therians will, at some point, start off this way; as pups, or kits, or hatchlings, or chicks, or whatever the term may be.
As they grow, they will turn into the incredible creatures that they are. Their wings will carry them far, their paws will spread out to encompass the world, and their antlers will reach the treetops.
Therianthropy is a beautiful thing, one that shouldn't be feared or slandered. One day, I hope that everyone will understand it, or, at the very least, respect it, more.
Short essay written by user WULFBONES on Tumblr, 2026.
something I explained to my brother yesterday that rocked his world: it’s not that scientists can’t decide whether a tomato is a fruit or a vegetable, nor is it that it’s “really” one or the other. It’s both, because we’re talking about two different categorization schemes.
Botanically, a tomato is a fruit. A fruit is scientifically defined as the part of a plant that develops from the ovary after flowering and surrounds the seeds. It’s defined by its structure and function. In botanical categorization, apples, peaches, grapes, tomatoes, bananas, avocados, pumpkins, peppers, and corn kernels are fruits.
Culinarily, a tomato is a vegetable, because it’s a plant food that is neither starchy nor sweet and you usually don’t just eat it raw. Vegetables are culinarily defined by their flavor and how you cook them. In culinary categorization, any part of a plant can be a vegetable: roots (carrots, parsnips), leaves (lettuce, kale), stems (celery), seeds (peas, lima beans), and yes fruits (tomatoes, peppers, pumpkins). In culinary categorization, “fruits” are usually botanical fruits, though occasionally they are other parts of the plant instead, as long as they’re juicy and sweet (strawberries are actually the stems of a plant; the ovaries surrounding the seeds are the little seeds on the outside! Pineapples and figs are a weird flower-ovary fusion called multiple inflorescence!)
These are simply two different categorizational schemes that through the weirdness of historical linguistics use the same word “fruit” to mean different segments of the totality of plants. Neither is incorrect, because they are two different ways of categorizing plants for two different purposes.
Categories aren’t “real.” Categories don’t exist in nature. Things exist in nature, plants exist in nature, rocks and animals and genes and hormones and human experiences exist in nature. And humans look at the totality of everything and we come up with names and categories to sort and understand them. A category is not real; it is only useful or not useful. Botanical categories are useful for different reasons than culinary categories are, but they’re both useful ways to break up and understand the world. And they are useful in their own contexts, and may not be useful in other contexts. Botany has no use for defining what is and isn’t a “vegetable” so that’s just not a category in scientific botany. It’s a useful category for low-sweetness low-starch plant parts you cook in order to eat, though.
And we put everything into categories, and we have reasons for categorizing things the way we do—but we choose what traits are important to group by, and what traits aren’t. Vegetables, nuts, fruits, and grains are culinary plant food categories. And some categories are silly, like “is a taco a sandwich?” That’s a categorization game: what traits do we decide make an individual item part of the category or not?
But we categorize other things too. Sex, gender, race, ethnicity, class, sexual orientation, DSM diagnosis. Age categories such as senior/adult/teenager/child/toddler/infant, or age categories like adult/minor. These are all categorization schemes where humans decided what the categories are and what traits make an individual count as one thing or another. And then we decided how to treat people based on the category we assigned them to. The traits (such as hormones, genital shape, number of years having lived, brain neurochemistry, place where you were born, desire for a romantic relationship with people of a certain gender, desire for a sexual relationship with people of a certain gender…) are real. The categories are how we prioritize, classify, and understand them. Are the categories useful? Or are they not useful? In what contexts are they useful and in what contexts are they not? And what are the effects of playing “is a taco a sandwich? Is a tomato a fruit?” type categorization games with people?
a guy just made that up and you get to be them? truly the world is full of wonderful experiences. sometimes those experiences are being a dragon, which owns
ok, many apologies for suddenly infodumping on your lighthearted positivity post, but it is in support of it, and you've mentioned one of our special interests
also, we really think other people need to think about this a bit more deeply than they probably are
So.
Don't you think it's a little weird that people have this sort of purity test for the definition of "therianthropy" where they try to restrict it to extant living animals?
As if maybe it has to be based on some kind of ancestral or genetic memory. Or, if it's spiritual, then it has to be spirits of things that are living, or at least, have once lived.
Because, wolves? They aren't anywhere on the human evolutionary tree. You cannot go back far enough into prehistory, into the ancestry of humans, and find wolves.
And this goes for absolutely every extant lifeform today, including primates. We're all descendant from a common ancestor, but we are not ancestors of each other.
So, that means, whatever's going on with therianthropy, it's not genetic. At least, not in the sense that we have some kind of biologically based memories, or mix up of instincts like that.
Now, humans are neurodiverse and extremely complex. And, really, so is a lot of other life. Life is a complex system that shows many, many countless instances of chaotic fibrillation and development.
It's not inconceivable, as an example of one possible explanation, that sometimes someone is born and develops in such a way that their own personal drives, instincts, and sense of identity better match another animal, just by chance. By an act of chaos (in the chaos theory sense of the word).
So, if you're going to base your understanding of therianthropy off of anything scientific, you have to recognize this. Otherwise, there's nothing scientific about your model of therianthropy.
And just what is it, exactly, that makes that more possible than someone also growing up to be a dragon? Nothing.
Of course, there are also spiritual explanations for this.
But there are so many different spiritualities out there, who is to say that one model is more accurate and true than all the others?
And, the line between a mythical creature and a spirit is a really super blurry one, that changes depending on your own religion.
So, when someone says that they're a dragon therian, the only counter argument that can really be made is something along the lines of "that's not what the word was supposed to mean when it was coined."
And that's a bullshit argument, because not only does language evolve, it should evolve when it needs to. And this is a case of it needing to. (Assuming this is a case of it evolving in the first place, because we don't trust claims that therianthropy was meant to only include extant animals when it was coined by people who identified as werecreatures, a mythical type of being [and a totally legit thing we're not criticizing], and the past is also so easily rewritten.) Whatever the history of the word, there are mythical and fictional people and beings today that need the word "therian" to describe themselves, and in this era of discrimination and crushing oppression of so, so many people, it's fucking awful to try to take that away from them.
Anyway, so, dragons.
Dragons are neat because we were not invented by just some guy.
We're a catch-all umbrella category of a myriad of both mythical and extant living organisms. (Komodo dragons, bearded dragons, and leafy sea dragons are dragons.) Some of us are fictional, some of us are mythical, some of us are extant species of animal, and some of us are plants.
There is no one myth that you can point to and say, "that's where all dragons came from". And there is no singular characteristic that a dragon must have in order to be a dragon. Not flight. Not even breathing fire. Not even scales.
And we're ancient. We grew up with humanity and humanity grew up with us. We are embedded in their psyches and cultures as far back as the earliest pieces of art that have been dug up (or damn near it), even if the word "dragon" isn't nearly that old. The seeds of our memetic identities were there in creatures with horns and wings and long tails and monstrous moods carved in stone and bone and horn, all along.
(scientifically speaking, we probably don't predate dogs, but it is possible. there's no way of proving it one way or the other)
It should be absolutely no surprise that a child of humans wakes up periodically and goes, "Oh, I'm a dragon, actually."
It has historic precedence, after all. Like, even royalty does it occasionally (though, that might be a slightly different thing).
But, in the end, in conclusion, really: Don't you think that having a purity test for a set of identities is a particularly human thing to do?
The argument that "therian" didn't originally include creatures other than Earth animals is also flat-out incorrect, actually! There was a period of time in the 2000's-2010's where a lot of people used that as the meaning, but the original therian community was not restricted to "real" species. Here's a panel that goes through the history:
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Something that is a constant point of talk in the Alterhuman community is "Where are the Elders at?" "Why don't Elders post as much anymore?"
And as someone who's been in the community for over 10 years now, I distinctly remember thinking "Hah, that'll never be me. I love posting about my alterhumanity"
But low and behold, I've kinda fallen off from posting daily. Heck its a miracle if I make a post once a month!
Sure I lurk around the tags and forums. I'm active in the comments at least. But I've definitely noticed my presence in the community falling to the back burner.
So I'm calling all "Elders" and "Greymuzzles"
Go ahead and pick a couple of questions from the following and answer them (or answer them all, I'm not a cop) vvvvvv
What are some ways that you still struggle with Alterhumanity?
What are some Alterhuman Success stories you have? (Whether it be finding a neat hack for dealing with species dysphoria or a fun affirming encounter you had such as coming out to a friend)
What are some lessons that you've learned after all these years?
What are some writings that you've done that you think are still relevant now? (feel free to link to them!)
What are some major differences in what the community was like when you discovered it vs how it is now?
How did you deal with the "Hype" of discovering your Alterhumanity wearing off?
What have you learned from the newest generation of Alterhumans?
Feel free to tag people, respond directly to this post, or to make your own post!
Hello! Haven't been in the actual online community very long but I've been aware of and actively engaging with my alterhumanity for 10 years at this point. To answer some questions!
1. I still struggle a lot with my alterhumanity namely in that I feel like I'm acting too human a lot of times! While I believe myself to be nonhuman down to a physical level, the fact that I still have to walk around mimicking a human routine and doing human actions can be pretty distressing. I catch myself feeling and thinking "I'm not even a human I shouldn't have to do this I could just run away right now." quite often, but less so than I did when I was in my teens. Especially early teens.
There is also an ever present worry that I've made it all up even though I've been reminded again and again by everything about my life that I absolutely am not. I don't know if it will go away, but it's gotten much easier to ignore.
2. This is more of an Adult Money Can Be Used For Goods And Services type deal but I got a human sized dog bed and set myself up a den with a nest inside of it beneath my bed so that I have a comfortable, dark, and cozy place to relax and hide away when I'm feeling stressed out and unable to function around others. My roommate very much so understands as he is a dog in some way, and so he's very supportive overall of my lack of human behavior and need for space.
3. Don't worry about it. It's very basic advice but it's the one I stick to the most closely. Constant worry and examination of your own identity will only lead to more doubt and distress in the long run. While I do participate in a bit of discourse from time to time and generally encourage people to use the correct definitions and terminology, I am not the identity and microlabel police. If that's what works for you, good on you, but please don't feel pressured to attempt to label and explain away every aspect of your identity. Also, Write. Please write. I already have a whole post detailing this but please write about your experiences. We lose out on hearing the voices of our whole community if they refuse to speak.
4. My neocities holds all my essays I think are relevant and some that are outdated but I keep up for posterity and archival reasons. I actively encourage anyone who may read this to keep a Neocities, Dreamwidth, Strawpage, Carrd.co, etc. About themselves.
5. In a way I feel the community now is both more open and less policed/harshly restrictive towards new members. I remember the 2000-2010s Period in which every new member was holding up Thorn of Therian Territory as their primary source of advice and the older community had reactively closed off in response to the very unflattering and rude portrayal of Naia Ōkami in the documentary she featured in as well as the rise of "therian" documentaries that depicted our community as being weird and cringe which in turn encouraged folks on tumblr to begin making otherkin and therian cringe posts. (Take this with a grain of salt. I was born in the early 2000s. I mostly experienced the 2010s aspect of this which had a huge uptick in bullying over youtube.)
We were policing the community out of a need to protect our own. And while there is certainly less now, I think we may fall back into a level of gatekeeping with the uptick of bullying on tiktok and us being present in the news now. I don't think we'll ever be allowed the same level of privacy and secrecy that we once had again, but I fear we may repeat ourselves out of perceived necessity.
I enjoy, genuinely, how open this community is. But between the misuse of terminology that's been around for ages, the attempted re-coining of some terms by certain individuals or the coining of new terms for experiences we already have words for (ie. The whole "Faunaluna" situation that went down on Tiktok late last year/earlier this year.) or the rise in folks claiming others are "larping" their alterhumanity, I think we may backslide into restrictive attitudes again if we cannot handle these with grace.
6. All that was exciting will eventually become mundane. I did feel disappointment and disconnect after the "wow" of discovering my alterhumanity wore off, but through keeping up with myself(selves) and engaging with my nonhumanity in little ways each day I've been able to keep that connection. Through how I dress, speak, act, eat, make art, etc. This is how I stay connected.
I also remind myself (and others) that it is well ant truly ok to feel disconnected some days. It will happen. Be gentle and kind to yourself.
7. I think from our newest generation I've rediscovered a bit of the spark I used to have back around when I was a similar age. Which again, not very long ago, but so much has changed. The emphasis on gear and masks and quads especially, and I do love the crafty part of our community.
My biggest takeaway really has been freedom of self expression. I think the newest generation of alterhumans is spectacular at being individuals and displaying that through everything they do and every space they occupy. And I really do think we can take their propensity towards individuality and adopt it for ourselves.
Your source doesn't define you, your actions here do. In context of your source, your actions might have made sense. They might not have. They might have been justified, or not at all. But here, these things didn't happen. Your guilt helps no one, not anyone you hurt or yourself. You can move on, you can do better, this is a new chance. It's alright.
It's been a good while since I've done a moodboard, so here it goes! A watcher moodboard, centered around The Archives, and my owl form. Most of the images are from Pinterest, as always, and I edited it using canva. Not my best work, I'll admit, but I like it.
a guy just made that up and you get to be them? truly the world is full of wonderful experiences. sometimes those experiences are being a dragon, which owns
A tip for animals that want to mimic scenting behaviors and scent glands: spray a liberal amount of perfume/cologne/fragrance mist around the areas where your glands would be (or where non-functional glands are), then practice scenting against things like wall corners, doorways, the legs of beds/desks, plushies, even other people if they consent, by rubbing those areas against said object or person. You should do this about 30 seconds to 2 or 3 minutes after applying the spray.
In some cases you can find concentrated pheromone oils/sprays for game animals. These are meant for hunters but nothing is stopping you from using it as a casual outing scent, other than some people being irritated by the smell. I wouldn't recommend putting them directly on the skin, I've gotten some on my hand and had mild irritation afterwards, but you can do roughly the same act by spraying it on clothing and rubbing the clothing against objects.
I also would recommend sticking to cheaper sprays for this since you'll have to spray *more than average* for anything to transfer, unless you're doing it seconds after applying which could feel unnatural. Theres also always the alternative of just spraying it directly on the object which takes less sprays for any scent to stay, I think thats what most people already do, but again it'll feel less natural doing it that way.
As always you can research where your species' scent glands are and their scenting rituals if you're unsure, or you can stick to the most efficient glands spots and rituals. I do a mix of both depending on what I'm scenting and where I am.
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Sometimes I get a bit jealous at other otherkin or alterhumans, because they have a common species as their kin and they're able to fin community with creatures who share their same types. Dragons, elves, unicorns, robots... Common types that you can find people to relate to. That's easy even in the therian community, with canines (mostly dogs, wolves, and foxes) or felines (mostly cats). And I know I have some common types myself, I'm a winged cat (I know of like, three or four winged cats in the community, which, not bad) and a dog.
But sometimes I wish I knew other watchers too. I go to the watcherkin tag and 99 percent of the time all I see are my own posts. I know it's not a common kintype but cmon. Statistically, there must be more. I want to talk to other watchers! Yes, I have my headmate Orion but I want to find community! I don't want to spend my whole time in the community without the hability to talk to any otherkin with the same kin as me. So, if you're watcherkin, please interact with this blog, and if you're able, please make posts about your experiences!
the watchers/listeners (evo smp, life series) and their many incarnations have been added to the pile of what i think the 'type looks like, as well as a mental connection to my friend's concept of hunters.
overall, i believe i an a vessel of the many winged, many eyed beasts, moreso metaphorically and related to my alterhumanity than a spiritual thing, but it may prove to be spiritual for me.
this is weirdly deep for me but i do really love the evo gods. they are beautiful.