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How did you discover you were a kingfisher?

Okay, that might sound a bit weird but even now I am questioning whether I truly am a Kingfisher.

I knew it was a bird because of small shifts and some habits of mine that can be interpreted as kin related. But that was step one.

Then (when I realised it was most probably therian related) I tried different types of birds : small birds or bigger ones, predator or not. So the steps were something like : "okay so I might be a hummingbird wait no more like a Pelican, no that's too big, oh ! Maybe it's an hawk !"

(To this day I still think that my theriotype is hawk (or related) and kingfisher)

Then I picked up a book about birds and looked at all of them, and did some research, then gave up.

A month later, I was chilling on my sofa, watching a documentary on the science chanel (as you do) and then a Kingfisher came on screen and as the voice was describing their habits and their habitat I was left wondering.

Am I just empathising with this bird in a "haha" way or am I empathising with them because not only we have a lot in common but because I have a sense of "kinship" towards them?

I picked up this idea and took it to my computer and resumed my researches.

There it was, small bird that lives near the water and who fish. Sounds like my dream life honestly.

But more seriously, it was trials and errors (I am still questioning my theriotype) and I feel comfortable with this identity but maybe that is just because I haven't found the exact bird yet. It takes time and I won't lie I was tempted to just give up and never acknowledge my needs and yearnings. But not only does it make sense (for the bird therian situation) but it also feels good to finally put explanations and names on quirks that you could never understand before.

I don't know if that is a satisfactory answer to your question but I found it nice to write about it fir you anon ! Have a great day and a merry Christmas or Hanukkah or any holiday you might celebrate!

remembering the one time during PE I wanted my friend to step up for a frisbee thing and i nudged her forward with my wings and then realized

1: she didn’t move

2: i don’t have wings

3: how on earth was that supposed to work

i just had to stand there for like 6 seconds marinating in “..did i really just try that”

Laments of a angelkin

Oh how I wish my wings truly existed in this plane of existence;

To stretch them out,

To cover and protect myself with them,

To flutter and fluff them,

To comfort those i hold dear with them,

To soar through the sky with them,

To keep cozy with them,

Oh how it feels like I'm have them, but they feel so cramped like they wish to break free

exactlyyyyy

i bet having wings would majorly improve my depression.

This is me fr fr 😔.

“And god said… ‘send them without wings so no one suspects they are angels’”