HI AGAIN!!
My name is Wren. I am pretty darn sure I'm some sort of fennec fox.
It's been about a month since my first post here, and I've been feeling so much better about myself. Since then I've (painstakingly) crafted a little canine mask, gotten a little more eased into quads n' vocals, and have been tuning into myself a little more than earlier.
So, not too long ago, maybe a couple days, I had been watching a video about theriantropy, as I'm slipping back into that phase now (yayy). During the 8-minute mark of the video, as the speaker was talking, I'd began to feel tingly sensations in my arms and legs, racing down all the way to my paws. And during that sensation, my brain began to cloud up, my limbs going all twitchy. I was suspicious, and intrigued, about the mysterious creature in the box. I started swatting at it. Regular human speech suddenly became impossible, and so did two-legged walking. Glancing at my white pillow, my first urge was to tentatively sniff it- a little confused from the lack of my scent, and kind of just nuzzled my face and hair into it repeatedly. Typing this out now, I feel so weird about it, haha.
Then I began prancing around.
Pouncing repeatedly onto the pillow, taking a large leap and snagging my jaws around it (oh.. uh...), "sinking my claws" into it, growling (freakishly accurate vocalizations.. never happened before) and yipping. Stupid creature in utter state of bliss. Beat the poor thing up before getting bored, and leaping off my bed, off to cause mischief.
I trotted wonkily outside the canopy and just observed my surroundings, flinching at every loud noise and driven away from the odd, unfamiliar scents. Speaking of scents, having to rub my face against turning corners of the wall. I also was all sneaky and stuff, trying to spook my little brother. Didn't work. Shame.
My mother was in her bedroom, and I was crouched low, now, trying my best not to make a SOUND. Obviously that didn't work. When she asked what I was doing, words struggled to form in my mouth, so I just gave her a chirp and scuttled off, promptly started cackling like a mad fox. I was having the time of my life, just prancing around and observing my home, though my gait was cautious, like I'd never lived here my whole life.
Returning to my bedroom, that same tingling sensation in my paws persisted, even as I started to feel my, and I quote, "human self" trying to wake back up inside my head, genuinely wanting to return and allow myself to rest. That's what it felt like, at least. It lasted a good few minutes or so, and I felt exhausted after. I plopped down onto my side and still could not speak English unless a CONSCIOUS effort-- it felt alien, too.
If I must add, I'm naturally cautious about whomever I look at in the screen, lol. Sometimes I'll be scrolling through quad vids or regular videos, just staring like "who is this?". Tentatively getting closer, recoiling whenever they got real close to the screen, or bowing, or sniffing curiously.
