You know, this Therian thing is kind of interesting to me. I've known I was a furry for a while (years), but over the last year or so, I've started to feel different bits of my fursona as though they are actually part of my physical body. The tail, wings, and mouth primarily. My sense of smell has seemed to get more sensitive too, and my sense of hearing has been abnormally sensitive my whole life. To the point that sounds that merely annoy other people actually hurt me.
For lack of a better phrasing, does this make me a Therian? And does anyone have any thoughts/insight about this?
you and icy are sooo dam lucky! i can't smell a things...or at least, nothing that isn't ''explosive'' in odours...i can't see too good...not far at least..BUT i run a dam fast and i have good reflexes... and, if you ask me, to me it sounds like you really suit your fursonna. so, yea, i guess, you are a therrian.
True story: Somone called me Neo because of my reflexes once.
It was my Freshman year of high school. He'd been sitting within a foot of me, chewing on his pen,
just within the field of my peripheral vision. Then all of the sudden the pen shoots out of his mouth and straight for my eye! Without even thinking about it, I jerk my head back out of the way and turn to him to find this bug eyed wide mouthed expression of shock on his face. When he recovered, he said: "Dude, you
are Neo!" That was a good day.
I'd never considered myself lucky that I can feel these things before. It's nice not being alone anymore.
I tell you this though. I'd never believed physical shifting was possible before. Most of what I'd heard about it seemed...fabricated to me. But now I'm not so sure. Sometimes I wonder if the only thing stopping me is a deep and powerful subconscious fear of it actually happening. I'm a big fan of the band Disturbed (even got my floor ticket to their new concert), and their song "The Animal" definitely gets my blood pumping. The first line of the chorus is "For the animal's soul is mine!" and not only can I not resist singing that line when I listen to the song, every time I do, I can feel my fursona's entire body like it's my own. Wings, claws, tail, jaws, everything. And many times it's like that body is the one trying to get free.
Kinda makes me a little apprehensive about really letting myself go during the concert like I planned to.