Therian Right Under My Nose

Er...yes. What the title says. You see, back in September was my school's homecoming dance (silently gags). One of my guy friends decided to ask this girl who neither I nor any of my other friends really knew. At the dance, she seemed alright. Quiet, kind of shy, a bit reserved, but funny. I didn't hardly notice anything that night, simply because our school's dances are loud, obnoxious, and wildly inappropriate. However, about a week or so later, they (my guy friend and this new girl) started dating. She began sitting with us at lunch, and then hanging out with us. I pretty much liked her (a friend-like, not a..you get my point) from the start. She seemed to warm up a bit to my friends and I, and she was really funny and...chill.

But then I began to get a weird tingle. Much like whenever I'm around my "pack" (my two closest friends who I can call at 3 am and know that they would sell their souls if need be). As the year went on, I started realizing these tinglies were actually my er..."weredar" (I did not coin this term. Nor do I particularly like it). "Weredar" is basically a sense in a therianthrope that alerts them to other therians. I didn't really place the tinglies as my "weredar" until February-mid March of this year.

Last Sunday, I ended up telling her about my therianthropy. I had known for a couple months that I'd have to tell her sometime. And my packmates (both are, well..."otherkin" but they get offended with that umbrella term) did not really want me to tell her. But sometimes, you have to take matters into your own paws.

And the instant I did, I could see a lightbulb flicker on behind her eyes. "I thought I was weird or the only one!" were the words that came from her mouth. We shared experiences, some so similar. We both "hunt" people in the halls; we both have therianthropic dreams; we both people-watch religiously; we rely on scent and hearing more than an average person; and we both m-shift almost daily. It was quite a shock to me as well as my friends. But since Sunday, I've felt happier and much more...normal than I've ever felt in a long, long while.

I was really never truly a lone wolf in my town, it seems.