Windigo The Feral's Werecard

Reply-to: afn23950@afn.org (Follower of the Clawed Albino)

Human Name: I don't give that out normally. (One, I just don't. Two, I'd rather NOT receive phone calls from half the net.kooks :)
Were Name: AFA newsgroup, I usually go by Windigo The Feral (NYAR!) :) Dreaming-wise, I'll hint it has to do with being raised by wolves. (I won't state it flat out--names have power.)
Phenotype: Witiko
Shifting Ability: Mental/spirit-shifting, sometimes involuntarily. (As in my "human mask" drops entirely and I behave properly for a windigo. :) Generally I consider myself trans-species in any case.
Birthdate: 16 Jul 1973

Birthplace: Louisville, KY
Home Territory: Suburb outside Louisville, border of suburbs and rural area (just outside Okolona).
Dream Territory: Uhm...several. :) Usually heavily forested area, lots of trees about, some pines. More often than not, mountainous area. Parts overlap with Clingman's Dome and Cades Cove in the Smokies.

Physical Description, Human: female, 5'5" brown hair, dark hazel eyes (look brown, folks report have changed to green when I'm excited or mid-shift; alas, that's the closest yet I've come to p-shifting :), light to average build.
Physical Description, Were: This gets complicated. :) Male, roughly 6'6", albino humanoid with lots of fur, fangs, long claws. Eyes look felid, as does nose. What I would term "feliform". Have shifted on occasion to wraithform and, once, to "ice skeleton" form. (No, this is NOT multiple phenotypes.)
Human Career: Student, Engineering Math and Computer Science; freelance work on computer systems. Will beta test for food and/or account :)

Hobbies/Interests: Reading, writing on occasion. Promulgation of cruelty to spammers and/or kooks. Occasional artist. Collecting further info on windigowak for the ever-increasingly-out-of-date FAQ :) Construction of POS III (486DX4/100; POS I, a 10 MHz XT, recently was retired, on POS II now which is a 486SX/25).
Favorite Movies: Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Dark Crystal, The Last Unicorn, Fifth Element, The Neverending Story.
Favorite Were-movie: The Last Unicorn (hey, it DOES count :), Wolf. I should mention that "Frostbiter" *sucked*--to think that the one main cinematic moment windigowak have had was by (gak) *Troma*. :P
Favorite Literature: sci-fi/fantasy in general.
Favorite Were Literature: Where The Chill Waits, Sins Of The Flesh (all hail Jesse Sikes :). Montrose's "The Wendigo Border" was alright too. (Alright, so I'm windigo-centric. Dammit, besides Blackwood clones and Derleth you have to HUNT for books on us! :) "The Wild" was also *damned* good.
Favorite Art: Fantasy-themed arts in general.
Favorite Were-art: My own is ok :) Coyote does some good stuff; also like Eric Elliot's. Kemono Inukai does some good morph art, even if it goes WAY over the top sometimes :) And I wish they made little posable windigowak like that one company one of Kyre's friends told me about that does the dragons (expensive, but *beautiful*).
Favorite Quote: "Let's stop praying for someone to save us and start saving ourselves. Let's stop all this and start over." - KMFDM, "Dogma"
Favorite Were Saying/Quote:
Favorite Personal Quote: "nani?" ("Huh?" in Japanese) That, or the one phrase I can never remember (but Nightstorm can) in Japanese which means roughly "I'm going to kill you" but literally means "I'm going to hit you until you die". :)
Favorite Song/Band(s): It'd be easier to list what I DON'T like. I cannot stand modern country nor "contemporary Christian" dreck; most other music I'll listen to. Musical tastes literally go from ska to Slayer depending on mood. :) Favourites include Dead Can Dance, any sort of aboriginal music, KMFDM, Fates Warning (mostly older stuff), Queensryche (again, mostly the older stuff), Dream Theater, Anthrax, Megadeth, Moonspell, Savatage, Phish, and even Mercyful Fate/King Diamond on occasion. (Yes, my tastes do run heavily towards prog metal. :) And just to sneck things up thoroughly, I also like Depeche Mode and am an unrepentant Cruehead. So there. :)
Favorite Season: Winter (you name ONE windigo whose favourite season isn't winter...I mean, summer is entirely TOO hot for windigowak :) Barring that, spring cos of the heavy weather the Ohio Valley tends to get then.
Favorite Holidays: I always liked Samhain as a kid. Days of renewal, generally, nowadays (that, and the winter solstice :). And I still like Samhain. :)

Preferred Prey: Mother-rapers. By this, I mean like those lovely little gits who will raze an *entire* forest, complete with the animals in it, so they can build some fucking $100,000-a-lot subdivision with NARY a tree in it to sell to yuppiefucks who want to "get away from the city"...or who do the same thing to put yet ANOTHER damn mall people do NOT need in...or who bash every single other human and tell them they're all going to burn in eternal hellfire and it's their divine mission to harass them to suicide and/or conversion, willing or no, cos Their Way Is Right And Everything Else Is Quite Obviously Satanic And If You Don't Believe The Same As Them You Are Quite Obviously A Satanist And Part Of The Evil World Conspiracy To Deny Honest Gawd-Fearin' Folk Their Rights To Shove Their Beliefs Down Your Throat, Oh, And Let's Bulldoze The Earth Whilst We're At It Coz Jeezus Will Just Plunk Us Elsewhere When We Totally Fuck Up The Planet And To Hell With Everyone Else Because They're Sinning Scum...or will destroy entire forests and cultures to make a quick buck. I'd hunt the bastards in a HEARTBEAT. *All* of them. Cos in my mind they aren't human. People who are human (as in non-trans-species and not soulless) *give* a fuck about what they're leaving others, they CARE about others. Mother-rapers are soulless monsters which IMNAAFHO ought to be cut out like the cancer on Mother's surface that they are. QE-fuckin'-D.
Hunting Tips: Sneak up, strike quick, strike hard. Try to avoid really old farts--they're full of chemicals and taste like a medicine cabinet :)
Preferred Method of Attack: sneak up, shift, rip apart. Rip heart out first and eat it, then work on body cavity.
Favorite Non-Were Mythological Beast: I've a great deal of respect for dragons, as well as gryphons and unicorns.
Feelings Toward Vampires: (bloodsucking kind) Met one person claimed to be one. Seemed alright. (psi-vamps) AS LONG AS BOTH PARTIES ARE CONSENTING, fine. It's your soulstuff. "Ravagers" (psi-vamps which feed without consent) give me the fucking creeps, I'm afraid. (This may have to do with the fact I live with a person who is in essence a psychic vacuum.)
Feelings Toward Normal Humans: Some I respect. Mostly because they go their own way. Most humans, I wish they'd use the brains that Goddess and several millions of years of evolution gave them and THINK FOR THEMSELVES instead of asking others to think for them--it's been my experience that Jesus was oddly accurate in calling men "sheep" because most humans are content to follow the herd and bleat on occasion instead of getting off their hiney and doing something for themselves. As for those who actively preach hatred/destruction of the Earth for whatever reasons--and yes, I include those lovely "we've evolved beyond nature" fuckheads in this-- I don't consider them human, but mother-rapers. You may see my comments on the latter above under "Hunting". :)

Personal Lycanthropy:

Never really got the hang of "human" society, and have always been fascinated with feral children and the idea of living wild...the fact that I did suffer a good deal of emotional abuse as a kid, I'm sure, didn't help. :) About age 13 I started Dreaming--first dream I had I was actually called a windigo. Was rather suprised when I found out there was such a thing a year or two later. :) Sometimes when it got real bad I found I could go in my room and sort of "go in my Dreams", sort of retreat to my own feral state...it made me feel better in any case. Even before I started Dreaming I had the sense I was born in the wrong body an' all...learned later on here what I was doing was a sort of form of meditation. Oops :)

I found AHWW about 1992/1993ish...was one of the first non-wolves to come out, and through that found out I was far from alone. This group has helped me find out a lot about m'self, FWIW.

One of the harder things for me to deal with, oddly, was NOT my discovery that, well, I was born entirely the wrong species. I happen to also be berdache on top of it--I was worried that Dreaming I was male meant I was gay [and I'd been taught being gay was right up there with worshipping the Devil], even though I still liked guys...eventually I've come to terms with that too. What is, is. For right now I'm stuck in *entirely* the wrong body. I Dream I'll return to my proper form someday.

I've learned suprising things in Dreams themselves. I sometimes remember stuff like sabertooth cats and dire wolves, which aren't around anymore... I've learned, quite accidentially, I share Dreamings with folks. Among other happier discoveries, my present mate/fiance, Nightstorm, I knew in Dreaming eight years before I met him waking-world (he was even in my first Dreaming).

Generally I'm easygoing. As should be obvious above, I've no tolerance for folks who selfishly destroy wildness, who do not *think*...also for folks who think ALL people should think the same in some sort of goddessforsaken hivemind mentality, destroying all at will. Even if yer human, even if yer were, even if yer a kitty next door...the one way to get my respect is to *use and become your true mind*. Think for yerself, remember how interconnected you are with all life. Then act on that.

Windigo The Feral (NYAR!)