Happy new years!

No long post today, I'm sitting on the couch at my dad's house cuddling my lovely Elfboy and watching Lord of the Rings. This is the stuff that happy holiday traditions are made of. Don't think that I'll make any new year's resolutions this year. Having a hard enough time sticking to the plans I made at Solstice. Well, hoping you all succeed in your resolutions, my nonexistant readers! Heres hoping all of you fabulous people who are gonna find this blog eventually are having a great time at parties, dancing and raving while wearing tails or just cuddling.
Hoping somebody finds this blog soon (other than the one reading over my shoulder XD)
Actually, that sounds like a good resolution. Get a few subscribers and start taking (and finishing) paid commisions on artworks. AND MOAR CUDDLES. So sayeth my elven Master, so apparently moar cuddles.

Happy new years!

A wolf and his Master

So, I don't have any readers yet that I know of, but in case I get some someday, I'm going to talk about my Master. He's a very sweet and attractive young man who isn't part of the fandom. He does, however identify as an Elven otherkin.For this reason, I think he has a little bit easier time understanding why I act the way I do sometimes. I have to admit though, I'm a little confused by purely humanoid otherkin. How do they know when they're experiencing a shift of any type? What tips them off to their other-ness in the first place? And how do they express their identity outside of forums.
For me, as a wolfie, it's quite easy. I run, and it makes me feel close to nature. When I feel up to it, I go on adventures in the woods. I cannot wait for the weather to clear so Master and I can take walks together in the forest and have adventures out there again. I would be interested in pointing to him that there is a logical reason why I feel most amorous when outdoors. It makes sense given my feral instincts afterall. In my mind, an ideal existance would involve the two of us living together in a cabin in the woods. I would gather food, while he did whatever it is Masters do best *wags tail*.

A note: I refer to my boyfriend as my Master, not because of the traditional power inequities between our identified species, but because we are in a Dominant/submissive relationship. This isn't to say that he is in any way inherently better than me. Our inborn natures are different, and when we're together, I tend to gravitate toward a more submissive role, and he towards a more dominant one. More about D/s and how it relates to our relationship as an Elf otherkin and a wolf therian/furry later though.

Are the dog days over, or have they just begun?

There's a song that's been running through my head lately. It's called Dog Days are Over, and it's by Florence and the Machine. For some reason, it tugs at me in a way I can't really explain. Well, not the whole song, but just a few lines.

Run fast for your mother and fast for your father
Run fast for your children, for your sisters and brothers.
Leave all your love and your loving behind you
Can't carry it with you if you wish to survive.

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses
'Cause here they come

This part sounds so great to me. Especially the part telling me to run fast. Even though it says the dog days are over, it fills me with the sensation of running on the breath that comes long after your lungs lose pace, raggedly gasping for my second wind, then catching it, the scent of prey on the air as all four of my legs churn in the air propelling me forwards. Wild eyed and frothing at the mouth, the lyrics fill me with of the ecstasy of adrenaline, and a runner's high I can rarely achieve due to my asthma. The last time I hit a runner's high that strong, I experienced a shift. By the standards of an experienced therian, it would seem lowkey, but to me it was intense. I was late to school and running to catch up, and as I often do when I run, was picturing myself as a wolf. However, this time, I didn't stop picturing myself as such. Made for a very awkward and distracting math class, full of the urge to chew on things, growl, walk on all fours, and bark. Luckily my chair had a hole in the back so I could negotiate the whole phantom tail situation without pain.
Speaking of which, I've been practicing focusing on projecting my wolf form. It's quite difficult, but a lot of fun.

Hello furworld!

Hey. I'm Aiden Fiddler, new to the fandom and looking forward to blogging about my adventures into furdom. I'm currently representing myself as a wolf/cheetah hybrid, but that's bound to change any minute. I typically draw myself as a wolf, but feeling the felid hybridization because the other day I just felt like I needed retractable claws on my paws. And spots are cool too.
I'm a big fan of furcast, even though I just started watching yesterday on my brand new ipod.Gonna be in the chat rooms during shows, I think.
So, I love drawing myself in all kinds of poses. Eating a candy cane, flopping down dramatically on the floor in a grumpy moment, waggin my tail, etcetera. My current project is a dragon crystal ball gazing. It's gonna look pretty awesome.
Well, I hope I begin to attract readers. Maybe I'll do a weekly piece about my responses to the topics discussed in furcast, but that wont start until it airs again. Maybe this week, I'll review the episode they put out before the break, and type up some of my commentary (Oooh watch out guys! Mean wolfie coming your way! xD). And once I find access to a scanner, I plan on posting links to my arts and crossposting them on FA. Well, here's hoping that this fandom is as friendly as everyone says it is, 'cos I'm bored of lurking!