#paleootherkinity

[grimmwolf]

Vent ish?

Don’t you hate it when you wanna share your experiences and / or memories from alternate / past lives and such, and no one seems interested?

No one asks questions out of the blue, no one seems curious of what you were like or what events happened or who you knew. I ask others questions all the time. Do they ask me things back? No. Not even to be nice. Or when they do ask just to be nice, they only say “that’s cool”, and that’s flippin it. Is it that much to ask for someone to actually be curious and genuinely interested about me and my experiences / memories? I’m not narcissistic, I just wanna be believed / heard / understood.

I’m tired of trying to talk to people about our identities, and they don’t show an ounce of curiosity. Why do I even post anymore? There’s no point to it if no one even cares, right? But I do anyway cuz I just hope that someone who does care will come along magically one day.

Or is it because people don’t know what to ask? Are my identities too complicated to even try to understand? Are they not “normal” enough to be interesting? Shouldn’t they be more interesting *because* they’re more unique? Do I have too many? Do I talk too much about them already on my own that people don’t feel the need to ask any questions? Are people just antisocial? I don’t even know anymore man.

I’m tired, I’m so done rn. Talk to y’all later, for those who do care 🙃

Ps. This isn’t meant to be directed at anyone or to be rude. Just getting this off my chest is all.

[grimmwolf]

Da widdle babes 🥺

baby spinos, for fun, based on baby pelicans

[grimmwolf]

Raptor life feels rn-

I 👏 miss 👏 my 👏 squad 👏 and 👏 my 👏 rider 👏 and 👏 the 👏 desert 👏 I 👏 lived 👏 in 👏 and 👏 my 👏 life 👏 at 👏 the 👏 palace 👏 and 👏 visiting 👏 the 👏 jungle 👏 where 👏 I 👏 grew 👏 up 👏 in 👏 and 👏 my 👏 instincts 👏 and 👏 my 👏 ability 👏 to 👏 shape 👏 shift 👏 frikk 👏 this 👏 dumb 👏 boring 👏 plain 👏 human 👏 life 👏

[grimmwolf]

I’ve been wanting to share some things about about my past lives and I just decided to write about it now cuz why not. Also I’m bored and I wanna post something original.

This post may be a bit confusing or disorganized. I’m tired and my brain no worky good rn. Feel free to ask any questions!! I’ll be most certainly happy to answer any and all :)

Anywhos, this is about my life as a raptor. But I wasn’t your normal everyday raptor, you see. I was so much more than that. Well, here goes nothing…

One of the first memories I regained of my time as a raptor shifter, had been triggered while I was actually having a mini mental wolf shift. I stood like a raptor unintentionally as I was standing on a stool with just my arms. The wolf shift started off with just growls and snarls and whatnot. But it stopped when I stood on the stool. Then I got a flashback of me in a desert, standing on a boulder the same way, growling down at four other raptor shifters below the boulder. It was in first person. Then, I started acting as if I was reliving the memory. I was quadrupedal at this moment, standing on all fours in the memory. I could stand like that, as well as bipedal. Kind of like how the Indominus Rex and Indoraptor could stand.

Then, I realized. The raptors I was growling at had people riding on their backs. My back felt like it had a weight on it too. As if I was a horse with a saddle on my back. Alas, a person was riding on my back as well in the memory. I remember him talking to the other riders. Then I sensed a presence behind me, and I saw that there were three other pairs of raptors and riders with me. My squad, I thought. One yellow raptor, one green raptor, and one red raptor. And I was blue. We weren’t the usual small raptors, hence the riders on our backs. We were big. Larger than the raptors from Jurassic Park. We were a combination of scales and feathers. Either that, or just feathers. Idk, I don’t remember lol. The opposing raptors and riders were a foreign squad, not one of ours. That’s why I was aggressive, and growling at them. My squad and I were scouting the area when we noticed an unfamiliar squad had trespassed into our land. So, we engaged with them. Wanting to tell them to go back to wherever they came from, and leave our kingdom alone.

Our riders had a conversation with the unknown individuals, I don’t remember what they said, just that there was a little yelling at first. My rider kept telling me to calm down, stand down. That’s enough, he said. Heel, he said. And I listened, for a moment. Before the raptor directly in front of me kept instigating me, he wouldn’t stop interacting with me. Causing me to become bothered, and agitated. So I snapped at him, hissed, trying to assert my dominance, to make him realize that I have the high ground, and that he should be the one to stand down, and submit to me. Then it hit me, I was the only female in this situation, surrounded by males. My nonhuman instincts started to kick in, and I couldn’t be there for much longer, before I lost total control of myself.

Thankfully, my rider seemed to calm the situation down, and we were to part ways. We would go back to our kingdom, while the opposing squad went back to theirs. My rider called me, calm down, he said, it’s time to go. I was hesitant at first, still wanting to be the aggressor to this cocky raptor male. I growled, hissed, called to him in many raptor sounds I made but can’t describe. I said this isn’t over, as he backed away to his rider’s command. ‘Twas a little victory, but I knew this wasn’t the only time we would meet. Especially since how he reacted to my female hormones and instincts. All eight riders sworn a truce, and I finally scoffed, then turned away to my rider’s command. We went our separate ways, for now.

Some time later, I was notified that the opposing squad leader was a Prince, and they may have been looking for some sort of help. That’s why they were in our land, not to scout, raid us, or steal anything of ours. My rider happened to be a Prince as well, and the two Princes were the leaders of their squads, as well as the opposing cocky raptor from before and I were the head raptors of our squads. I think someone was planning a war at the time, so that’s why we were scouting, as well as being very cautious of the foreign kingdom folk. We didn’t want to be so friendly as it could’ve been a sign of weakness, and there could’ve been a chance for them to attack us. Thankfully, they weren’t the ones planning a war, so we became acquaintances, on the road to becoming allies to each other’s kingdoms.

Well, that’s all the information I remember obtaining from this one memory. There’s more info, but I may add to this later or just make a whole other post about other raptor shifter memories and such. I won’t keep ya no longer. Ta ta~

[grimmwolf]

Craving some good ol’ meaty chicken legs. To eat and to have as my own. Thick, strong, speedy bois to hold up this body o’ mine. And to also sink my giant sharp ass teeth into.

To conclude… Chicken Legs.

fried… fried chicken legs…

Man, I’m so hungry now.

[grimmwolf]

Look at the boi go! 🥹

raptor strut

[grimmwolf]

I want to shoot acid and spit venom. Idk if that’s a snake thing or my dino self thing, cuz I used to mark my territory using my spit. Either way, there’s a lot of spitting and gleeking going on lately.

…or is it a llama thing?

[grimmwolf]

The babes 🥺

velociraptor doodle page.....2!

[grimmwolf]

I want them so bad 😭😭

Two velociraptors made by Wild Republic meet each other: Stella, bought in the mid 2000’s, and Nova, bought in 2023.

Nova has some of Stella’s bones in her…

(Stella originally contained a poseable plastic armature, which I removed some years back because I thought being squishy suited her better. That same armature was the ideal thing to strengthen Nova’s tail!)

[grimmwolf]

Gods I love this guy so much

Walking Wake guys, I loved this paradox haha

[grimmwolf]

LOOK AT DEM MEATY STRONG THICC CHIMKEN LEGS DAYUM-

Carnotaurus you look so fucking stupid but I'm here for it.

[grimmwolf]

Big blue boi 💙

hadrosaur :3

[grimmwolf]

Yes

What if Lugia but velociraptor?

[grimmwolf]

I remember my pack ( or squad ) I had in my past life as a raptor shifter. I miss them dearly, we were all very close to one another. I remember taking naps together when we could, in a sort of “dog pile” thing. It was cute, it was comforting. I felt safe with them, we would chirp and communicate with each other. It was so nice.

Oh to be in a pack chasing creatures through the tall grass

Preening my feathers after a good days hunt

[grimmwolf]

Feather Fiend~

Creature of the Night: 

“Feathered Dinosaurs aren’t scary,” is false, it’s about how it is presented and nothing is more terrifying than a bitter truth. 

by Jayson Duria/WobblyWorks

[grimmwolf]

Raptor Borzoi are babies 🥺 and literally me, kintypes combined 😌

Raptor borzois (and a whippet)