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[werevyote]

I've been having a lot of hearthome related feelings, but in an odd way,

My hearthome is typically split, I often imagine myself I'd live in dark green pine forests amongst the mountains, often foggy and cool, able to find snow across paths, but the season of autumn in its entirety is also something that's deeply meaningful for me

I've believed I've only ever talked about it through Discord, but more or less I see myself finding comfort and home with any area as long as the skies are cloudy and the leaves are various warm colors. Between the pine woods where the green of pine blends well with the other orange leaves, the fog in the morning and evening, finding a possible pumpkin patch along my journey. That's a part of my hearthome I'd believe,

However, I think a part of it has become more known to me or maybe has changed to an extent? I am unsure of my place or setting but I often see myself in an archive and library, I feel this intense and grounding urge to sort through my findings and knowledge

I'm unsure of my habitat exactly, but I see myself as my paws walk across the sticks and soft leaves on the floor, various colors of orange and red and green from the pine needles. The usually crunchy leaves are softer in the morning and evening due to the dew and the fog. Whenever I inhale, I can feel the way the fog cools my throat and lungs, when I exhale I can see the vapor join the rest of the fog around me,

When I walk, I do not know what building I see, but I want to claim it's abandoned, run down from the outside, worn and isolated in the mountains of the diverse forest. Surrounded by various trees. When I walk inside however, using my back leg or tail to shut the door behind me, it's a library and archive, as well as a home of some kind,

I see shelves that reach the ceiling full of various books. Stories, history, survival, tips, and so on. Everything that I have found is stored here. I see that the walls are still worn down, possibly old brick or cement, I can't say. I can say however I see vines, roots and life breaking through cracks and adding nature's touch. It's a warmly lit room, added carpet on the ground to make it easier for my worn paws to walk across,

I can look through cracked windows and stained glass, cracked or not, it still adds a beauty to the room. When I walk by the windows, they reflect and I can view myself, see my coyote self. I'm content,

The room is connected to a hall, at the end of the dark hall that lacks proper light is a ramp and staircase that leads downstairs. This is where my archive is, where I can find and read what I have written and typed or what was gifted to me to store and protect,

I can see myself having a love for the tasks and work that comes with it. It's quiet, it's simple, but it's home to me,

Around my building I'm sure I would have more to it. A small kitchen for my drinks or to serve guests that I welcome to my home and den,

I suppose that makes me a bit of an odd coyote wouldn't it? That's where my little rant about being an anymic coyote shifter(link) could come in play, but maybe it's more to it?

My hearthome isn't just this building with its surroundings, but in the sense of animality, I think it's the general forest and mountains themselves. I am still a coyote in the end and I still run and hunt and cry my calls out in the comfort of it. Maybe my home still deeply carries a connection with me regardless of season, but autumn holds the most power? Where I am still a part of the forest and archive/library but in autumn I feel my best. Either it's a fluid feeling or a bigger more vast feeling,

Kudos to you if you got this far, have a cookie 🍪

This doesn't touch the possibility of finding a hearthome in a completely different setting that makes genuinely no sense to me whatsoever, being cyberpunk-like cities. Dark rainy cities with futuristic technology and neon signs and lights painting against the dark skies and setting. Secret underground raves and its culture especially being a part of this, though that may be for another time to really explain. I believe this whole message ramble has gotten too long, I'll be writing something more detailed and more organized soon <3

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I fear my pinned is deeply outdated in a few aspects and I'm best off redoing it... blog may need a revamping

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Pacific Northwest mood

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Running through labels, questioning rant / ramble

... Well questioning may not be the best word for this. I am not questioning my identity of what I am, I know for sure I am undoubtedly a coyote and related to coyotes in some sort of way, but however I recently was able to come across a term that has been allowing me to truly think on myself of what I am, or more so of lacking on a label that feels correct

"Anymic" is a label that came up to me recently and after watching the video explaining the label(link), I have been sorta in thought about the label and how I think it's possible it may be a label I adopt as a coyote and a coyote being.

To preface, I coined myself the term koyanthropic shifter(link) as a way to explain who I am as a coyote who's form can shift and change while still being rooted in my "coyoteness" — or best described as a coyote shapeshifter who's still always coyote. A coyote who can become a dragon but as a draconic coyote, and that carries throughout all of my identity

Now, that's still my identity and still where I stand, but my main coyoteself is where things are a little.. trickier? To say?

I've been in and out of the community since I was given access to the internet at an age where I was far too young to be here, but only discovered myself as a coyote when I was around 15. My coyoteself is still stronger than ever at 21. However, I never really had a true label as a coyote in itself

There are various species of coyotes but none of the species ever really fit me or my identity as a coyote, either by behavior or looks or they never had the "click". There are a few fantasy versions of coyotes or coyote characters throughout fiction I would dig for but again, nothing specific actually took the hold I was looking for

The closest I was ever able to feel a possibility that would fit my core identity would be a mountain coyote but no, still not that. I've been diving, digging, and exploring through my coyote identity for about six(6) years now at this point, yet never ever felt that click or anything that actually stuck with me or fit me as a coyote

That's half the reason why I was able to create the term koyanthropic shifter, it fit to an extent but still not entirely where I stand? The label in itself is still somewhat broad depending on how you see and relate to it

What am I really? Well, I know for sure I am a coyote, I know for sure my main form is a coyote. I know my identity is solid as it can be fluid, as a koyanthrope shifter, I already explain how that part of me works, but still, my overall identity? I don't know, no label has ever truly fit

I am a coyote whose form can change but still I'm lost on labels when it comes to accurately describing myself. I have ideas on what my fur color is, I definitely have ideas on my behavior, I know what I am but I never have been able to find or create a label that truly fits me as a coyote. Either my coyote species has yet to be discovered, either my coyote species is extinct and I still have yet to discover it, or some character through a media I have yet to stumble across on, but the main idea is clear

I'm a coyote, a unique coyote but still a coyote, just unsure of what kind because I lack a label that truly exists or I have yet to find. So, I may be dropping other labels and taking up the label of "anymic coyote" or "anymic werecoyote/koyanthrope" or some variation that fits... or simply anymic holotherian. If I want to go out and smash labels together, "anymic koyanthrope shifter" since the label on itself that I created really isn't set in stone species label, more of a description of who I am than anything

It may be a label that sounds fitting to me as a last resort, it's been 6 years of discovering things and working through terms but never finding that proper "click" when it comes to my coyoteself. You learn new things everyday huh?

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Trapping and Conservation Manual: 3rd edition. 1985. Alberta Energy and Natural Resources: Fish and Wildlife Division.

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i worry some of you will be shot the way you wear your masks and tails in the woods at night with no like hunter orange or reflective strips…

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Being able to let my mind constantly slip into a state of being an animal is so deeply freeing and I'm not entirely sure on how to explain it,

I love the comfort in my space and skin when I can feel my ears flick and my fur be soothed in the breeze, I love the comfort of being able to step on the floor and feel the way my weight comfortably rests into my paws,

Feeling animal instinct and focus take the front of my mind is deeply comforting, if not grounding. Walking as the sun rises and the dew latches on my fur and paws. That's real comfort to me

I enjoy the small and simple things of my nonhumanity, where things are just casual and every day part of life, including my mornings where things are quiet and simple, not a lot happening or occurring. Walking in the morning or taking a drink of coffee but still deeply coyote

I'm absolutely coyote in all ways all the time, but quiet moments I highly enjoy being able to really feel that physically and mentally

[werevyote]

Coyote By: C. C. Lockwood From: The Order of Wolves 1976

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One thing they don't tell you about being an adult therian is that much of the online community gradually feels more and more alienating. Posts about wearing gear to school or writing about your theriotype at college stop feeling relatable. And it's admittedly hard not to get grumpy about it. Sure, occasionally you see some insights about working a 9 to 5 when you're a dog, or managing your appointments when you're a bird, but most of the short-form writings you come across feel less like the relevant ramblings of your peers, and more like looking through a window at a life you had to leave behind. I don't miss school, good gods, nothing could ever make me wish I was 16 again. But I do miss the relative simplicity of it, and the ease with which I related to other school-age therians.

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this therian post from 1997… i hope ur doing well now AJ i feel ur pain

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New pinned and new aesthetic will be in the works

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When I walked outside I was hit with this heavy scent of rain and I swear I was physically able to feel a part of me click with the chance of weather. Like recognition? The only way I can describe it

My paws touched the grass and I was able to feel myself sink into the heavy scent of rain, it was comforting and allowed my mind slip into a state of being a coyote. Nothing fancy, but just a coyote who is exploring and checking on my territory after the rains

It's extremely comforting

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Hiya!! You think you'd possibly be open for a lockscreen with werecoyote or just coyote and dark autumn + halloween themes? Thank you so much for the opportunity 🫶

- @coyotlbian

here you go @coyotlbian , I hope you enjoy! cool theming :)

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The EF4 Worcester, Massachusetts tornado photographed on June 9th, 1953.

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if you wanted to know how we roll

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Does anyone else who is otherkin find human faces super alien and uncanny looking? Legit they almost kind of creep me out.