Sabersinger's Werecard

Human name: Joyce.
Were name: Sabersinger.
Phenotype: Wolf. Tiger.


Human physical description: Asian, just nice (not fat,
not thin), black hair, brown eyes (typical Chinese
eyes), petite, female.
Were physical description: Black wolf, sleek black
fur, small in stature. Eyes red (?). I know that I
have seen paws with a coat of shiny black fur. The
tiger has yet to manifest herself/himself but I have a
niggling suspicion she/he will look like a white
Siberian tiger.
**Update: Well, it's confirmed: I *am* a black wolf
with sleek black fur and yes, I am small. Many thanks
to a certain someone who had seen my wolf side when we
had a mutual 'sensing' session. *grin* And she had me
described to a T. She saw the black wolf/me weaving in
and out of green trees (exactly when I think I myself
would do) and the word she uses: slinking. And I do a
lot of slinking, merging with the crowd, weaving in
and out: "Shadow-slipping-in-and-out-of-green-trees". 
Note: My daydreams (and dreams) always involve
physical shifting, with fur sprouting forth from my
hands and back, ala 'Incredible Hulk' style.I have
also dreams where I know that I run as a wolf. But the
most frustrating thing is that I can't remember them!
Only snatches of memory...wisps of images...
**Update: Contrary to the previous information, I
think the eyes (for the were description) are black,
tinged with gold. The tiger has manifested herself:
she looks like an ordinary Siberian tiger. Well, I was
close...*grin* 


Shifting ability: Dream and mental shifts. (I am not
sure if phantom shifts are legitimate here). 
Note: The dreams are random though. But the most
recent I had was the most lucid and vivid, involving
actual physical transformation. I experienced no pain
in this astounding dream, only joy and exhilaration.
This was the dream where I saw my hands physically
turning into black paws. 
**Update: Another vivid dreamshift I had: I was
running and I saw myself. I felt my features
tightening...stretching. For some odd reason, I ran
into a military installation. There was a soldier
taking pictures of me and there were two more with
machine guns (guards, I think). The uncanny part was
that my line of vision reminded me of a dog's or a
wolf's: I looked *up*. This dream was unique in that I
was conscious and I knew what I was doing...


Birth place: Singapore.
Home territory: Singapore and Australia. I travel a
lot.
Dream territory: The cold steppes of Tibet or Nepal.
Or, Alaska. 
**Update: dream territory will now include Australian
outback as well, as I had a lucid dream with dry red
earth and Australian trees and shrubs.
Also, my 'home' is green-pine country, with rolling
slopes and pine trees as far as the eye can see. *For
some reason, I feel a strong connection with Canada.* 

Human hobbies/interests: Writing, medieval history,
werewolves and lycanthropy, swimming (this wolf/tiger
likes water!), science-fiction and fantasy,
stargazing, Christian worship leading (yes, I am a
Christian here), going to cafes with my close friends.

Favorite were-movie: The Company of Wolves, The
Howling (that was the first movie that freaked me out)
and An American Werewolf in London. (Were movies
strike a chord in me: they both attract and repulse me
at the same time).
Favorite were-literature: Hmmm, I have a whole
plethora of were-material in my head: "The Beast
Within" by Adam Douglas (for my intellectual/historian
mine), "The Lay of Bisclavret" by Marie de France (for
the historian in me), "The Silver Wolf" by Alice
Bordchadt (sp?), "The Passion" by Donna Boyd. The
first book that captivated me was "St Peter's Wolf".
For the rpg fan in me, "Werewolf: The Apocalyse".
(Okay, I can hear the boos and hisses here. But I like
"Werewolf"). 
Favorite non-were literature: Anne McCaffrey's Pern
series, Marion Zimmer Bradley's Mists of Avalon (where
I re-learned how to love the female energy again),
Frank Herbert's Dune, the Dragonlance series (minus
all the spin-offs please), historical fiction.
Favorite were-art: Goldenwolf. Her art really
impressed me.
Favorite were-music: Wolf Magic (a CD I have). The
howls are beautiful.
Favorite non-were music: Techno (trance and ambience),
Celtic music, New Age (Kitaro is my favorite artiste).

Favorite mode of attack: Watch and wait. Then ...leap
into action.
Favorite prey: Rabbit and deer (in my dreams, bub).
Hehehe, I am actually a lacto-ova- vegan and I don't
take red meat at all.
My dislikes: Snobbish people, narrow-minded people,
ultra-conservatives who say that they are not
homophobic but actually are. Christian friends who are
so closeted that it isn't funny anymore. People who
suppress and repress their talents/gifts so that they
can 'fit in' into society. 


My thoughts towards vampires: Neutral--Indifference.
But I don't mind making friends. *grin*


Favorite mythical animal/creature: Dragons, phoenices
and dragons.
Favorite non-mythical animal/creature: Horses,
dolphins and eagles.


Personal philosophy: Observe, watch and learn.


Personal therianthropy:
I have only recently found about my wereside(s) and I
am still discovering (and recovering) this side of my
identity. 
...Guess that I have been a loner since I was a kid,
not helped by the fact that I was an only child. I
never fit in... I found conformity against my very
soul. I never mixed with girls around my age and when
I did, the body language of my 'friends' gave it away:
they were uncomfortable around me. They found me
'aggressive' and I shied further away. I only made
friends with the 'outcasts' in my class, those
abandoned by the in-groups and the pretty-girl bunches
I found too bitchy for my liking. 

Therianthropy/lycanthropy wise: I have always loved
wolves and I had felt an intense longing whenever I
watched those nature documentaries with wolves in it.
When they howled, I wanted to howl too. Werewolf
movies freaked me out but they also struck a chord in
me. But for the sake of my parents, I stifled it down.
For the dreams, they came and went. And I never paid
attention. So there I was, solitary as anything. But
the fascination with wolves and werewolves grew,
abated and grew even more intense, as if a voice in me
kept on nudging... nudging...

Key events in my life (have yet to experienced the
fullest): 

When I was around 22 or 23, my friend who practises
reiki told me that she could detect animal spirits and
auras. So out of curiosity and a whim, I asked her
about my animal spirit, if there was any. There WAS.
She told me that when she meditated in her
trance-state, she put forth a question about me and a
tiger's head appeared, demanding "What do you want?"
So, I have a tiger animal spirit and it's pretty
protective. 

Went to see a psychic (also on a whim). She told me
that the wolf was my masculine energy/aggression. The
tarot cards almost freaked me out. There was a
lion/wolf amongst a herd of white sheep. The psychic
informed me that I was to lead the sheep. Hehehe...
and I am always shy about leading people...

The strongest shifting experience took place on the
18th of August 2000. It was a dream-shift and I could
feel everything. Woke up and wrote it down in my
shifting journal.

I am still learning...


If you want to contact me, feel free to email me at
marfiza@hotmail.com or sabersger@yahoo.com