Muralla, Escalera Y Alcázar, Segovia, 2016.

unhinged thirty days of otherkin challenge, day 14: if given a cellphone, what would your kintype do with it?

the fauns would likely think it's a very shiny, smooth rock until the screen lit up. then they'd be trying to replicate the lights until they got frustrated/bored and tossed it back wherever they found it. if the fauns remembered the phone later, they might be curious to see if the cellphone's owner would come back for it.

if sleepyhead found a cellphone, they wouldn't mess with it. they'd probably just tuck it into their pack and keep an eye and an ear out for someone missing an odd tablet.

antique stuffed black lamb plush

hey!!

felinekin, caninekin, any kin of the sorts!!

please interact with me !! i need therian/alterhuman mutuals/friends :3c

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re: cat paratype

since i discovered the alterhuman community in 2015, i've known i was cat-hearted. for the same amount of time, i've questioned a cat therio/kintype on and off.

for most of that time, i've dismissed the 'type. i feel none of the instincts or desires of a cat, such as prey drive or territoriality. clearly, i would think, i'm confusing my feelings surrounding my heart-type for kinfeels. since other-heartedness isn't as well-known or talked about as otherkinity, surely it'd be easy to mistake one for the other.

the reasoning made sense, and i'd let the subject go - and yet, this cat-shaped question would return, again and again.

this last year, i discovered my identity as a mimic - a creature whose shape is influenced by its environment, the people and animals it spends time around, and the media it digests. because i was raised by humans, my physical body is human, and my envisaged shape is usually humanoid, i consider myself a human mimic. as in, not a human, but something in a human shape.

so when the cat-shaped question pawed at my door again, i was finally able to put things together: i'm a cat mimic.

it makes so much sense, really. for as long as i can remember, there's been a cat in my family's house. the first cat i bonded with as a child slept with me almost every night. cats were my first favorite animal, the first animal i really studied and sought information about. when i started teaching myself to draw, cats were one of my first subjects. of course i would mimic them!

this explains my lack of feline instincts, and how my shape never truly matches - i'm a mimic in a cat's shape, and not a cat proper.

ahh, it's just so nice to finally figure this out. that cat-shaped question has a collar with a name tag now, and happily curls up in my bed.

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