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What breed is your dog? literally the cutest most isle of dogs dog Ive seen

coho is an idaho shag which is a purpose bred mix used over in that state, as well as eastern washington for working cattle. theyre generally a mix of bearded collie, airedale terrier to make them tougher, and various herding breeds. my guy in particular has a lot of catahoula in him as well. very intense, intelligent, biddable, and high energy, meant to chase ranging cattle all day long over a rugged landscape. so instead i take him out for 20 mile dryland mushing runs on my days off, with 4 mile runs before i work every day. he can jump 8 feet in the air

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I just found you less than 5 minutes ago but I Think Nathan is My Gender so I'm gonna adopt him if that's cool with you ok thanks bye

Just curious if tonitrui have to put a lot of work into keeping their claws short and dull? Or is it like a genetic thing? Cultural pressure or personal preference/utility? Wondering why Nathan has those Big Mean Nasties (sexy) that look more akin to paws and it looks like everyone else has smaller more humanish hands. Especially considering their feet look beastly regardless of how their hands look. I love these creatures they're my new blorbos. Thanks!

ive recently decided to take away the small claws on tonitrui fingers, mostly for aesthetics, but it also makes sense given their feet. their fingers would just have a subtle ridge of keratinized skin over the tips, just like their toes. nathan gets to break a lot of rules because hes not a tonitrui character really (hence his name), he has his own story in another setting where the characters are (mostly) human, and he in particular has been affected by a mutagenic miasma that provokes vestigial and atavistic traits to re-emerge, or new ones to form. he doesnt really work in the tonitrui setting and there is no explanation for his sharp incisors and big claws except maybe he got cursed or something, i just like drawing him as a goat man far too much!

What WERE those superfluous aspects of Tonitrui historical culture?

Before the death of their own creator, tonitrui culture was as vibrant and varied in custom and belief as any other you see among humans. Most of the hunter-gatherer tribes worshiped seasonal gods, with each population attributing different names and characteristics to these figures.

For some the winter was kind, a god of slumber and rejuvenation, of making tight knots and steadfast bonds, of art and music and story. For others winter was a god of trials, of enduring punishment after punishment like a rain of whips, this god could be the sternest of them all, but yet remained a teacher in how it brought light to shadowed flaws and weakness. And while it is obvious the gods of summer would often be distributors of bounty and respite, sometimes this god would also be a devil of its own, raising fiery tempers, striking blight and drought, and sparking wars and murder.

Each season demanded its own sacrifice, ofttimes in fall it would be hair, in winter it would be food (especially rendered fat to be burned in intricate conflagrations), in spring it would be flowers plucked before they could fruit, and in summer it would be blood of the unborn and born both. But the whims of these gods could change, they might demand a more indulgent gift one year, or an entirely different sort the next.

Those that traveled a solitary and nomadic path as soothsayer were simultaneously adored and feared and hated, and rarely spent more than a few years with one tribe before fortune drove them on again. The most renowned of them were known to have great wars fought over them, or were bribed with all the material gifts that could be offered, but they were never harmed nor threatened, for the lie of a soothsayer was the greatest of curses.

Pic: Nilgai wearing a reconstructed soothsayer mask and burning tallow candles. Amidst civil war, plague and famine, there has been an increasing resurgence in heretical practices

As the coastal tribes transitioned into more sedentary and permanent villages which gave rise to agriculture and monarchism, their spiritualism calcified into finite forms. A myriad of interpretations and faces and names for the gods all informed by the specific culture of a tribe as well as their history and the lands they hunted were progressively funneled and congealed until but one absolute form remained. Of course bitter debates and battles were raged over the particular aspects, but once the custom of kings began, the ever changing became shackled to the earth. It was known that each god had one name and two heads, one of ill and one of fortune, and when they walked upon the land, the kingdom must attract the attention of the glad countenance, and distract the cruel face so it looked away. Much was said on the folly of dividing the gods in this way, that the cruel aspects were just as vital as the supposedly kind, that it would make the kingdom weak if it was never tested with raging wildfires nor floods nor plague.

When their creator came to walk among them, belief in the divine quartet could hardly stand up to miracles made flesh. This centralized religion was quickly shattered, and the result was a cultural maelstrom, with the god-king standing within the center. After the murder of the tonitrui creator, there was a spiritual void. The very idea of worship became distasteful after such betrayal and grief, and for most it would have been hollow belief, and so the old gods became childrens stories, and spirits to sometimes wish to for luck, but little else.

Following this, tonitrui culture became far more imperialistic. Kings were gods unto themselves, their words infallible, their arms as long as the march of their soldiers. The remaining nomadic tribes in the southlands were eaten up by conquest, and a generations spanning war was held between the southern kingdom and the loose coalition of tribes in the north. After many years the kingdom won out and occupied the land, forcing its many customs upon the inhabitants and stomping down on the old beliefs, which were now seen as foolish heresy that must be replaced with complete obeisance and worship to the king. Seasonal sacrifices were replaced with taxes and military drafting, and belief in the quartet gods was limited to underground communities which met in secret, or the most isolated of northern tribes.

These three great shifts in tonitrui society progressively stunted the culture of its own people. Many customs were abandoned or stamped out alongside the gods, and only remain as sanitized vestiges, with little memory as to their original significance. Before tail docking became all but compulsory, marriage rites were taken by tying a couples tails together with an intricate knot that must be slowly unwound day by day for a week. Tail dancing or flagging similar to ribbon dancing was also commonplace, and some even had their tails broken and set in specific positions to indicate their role in society.

Pic: Newlyweds with tied tails

Horns, meanwhile, were always used as pedestals for artistic expression. The buds of children could be split down the middle to create the illusion of four horns as they grew, each one bearing its own prayer to a god of the quartet. They could be carved or notched or woven with thread between each horn to indicate social rank, or to display a number of feats such as how many lives a warrior had taken in battle, or how many children one had (by their nature tonitrui have a low birthrate, high infant mortality, and slow maturation, children aren't named until their first birthday, and fertility is seen as one of the most important aspects of ones role in society).

Pic: A woman with split horns

There were also snout flutes, made by carving holes through the nasal bone, and played through a series of snorts. Tonitrui are already predisposed to a number of nasal infections which can sometimes lead to flesh eating disease in coastal territories with high humidity, so this custom was thoroughly stamped out for fear of the necessary body modification exacerbating such a condition.

Monarchistic tonitrui culture is quite focused on preserving the body as a tool for society, either in its role as a soldier, for procreation, or production, all with the goal of keeping a healthy population for which to secure and expand its territory. As such there is a cultural preoccupation with cleanliness, nutrition, and general health, with a strong distaste for anything considered too indulgent or gratuitous. The body must be kept whole, for there is no veil between the physical and mental self, and when one harms their own body in any permanent or unnecessary way, they also alter their own nature. Scars and significant injuries are seen to fracture the wholeness of oneself, and can lead to unstable temperaments. These traits are only admired in soldiers, whose physical sacrifice to the state purifies any subsequent metaphysical harm. The body must be kept healthy specifically so that the monarchy can choose when it can be broken. Thus the oldest tonitrui tradition of sacrifice is perverted, stripped of its intrapersonal narrative.

the way dentists and gay men both will expect you to be able to answer questions with a cock in ur mouth

i like the elden ring gargoyles a normal & healthy amount

favorite bone and or mushroom?

1) baculum. i would say humans are really missing out on this one, but can you imagine how many more cock snapping cases doctors would have to handle. my dad has a walrus baculum called an oosik over his fireplace and its ginormous

2) porcini are prob some of my fav to hunt since theyre quite rewarding and my old italian coworker loves when i give him a bunch. but outside of that i also like the gyromitra genus for how it seems to bring out mans hubris. for many years its was one of the fungi with the highest rates of death by ingestion in places where it is native (luckily deaths are rarer now), and yet people in europe keep picking it, selling it, and poisoning themselves. the primary responsible compound is one that is converted into monomethhylhydrazine in the stomach, AKA rocket fuel so toxic AND carcinogenic even the US military has rules in place regarding its safe handling. like with amanita muscaria this compound can be reduced to "safe" levels by boiling in several changes of water, but this has to be done outdoors since the resulting fumes can also cause poisoning. this is only safe in theory though, as every species, and seemingly individual mushroom has varying levels of gyromitrin (the responsible chemical), and we arent sure what is the primary cause of different levels, be it altitude, sun exposure, temperature, age of the individual mushroom. plus individual people can seemingly be more sensitive than others, ive heard of some people eating them for their entire lives with no issue, someone visits from out of town and tries the same batch, and instantly drops dead. or the veteran themselves dies because they got a batch with higher gyromitrin levels than usual.

Whats the coolest bug you've seen

im not really a bug afficionado like a lot of ppl on here, but i do really like centipedes as they are basically irl wyrms. if we're counting small/weird crustaceans then i have a few cuz i used to be on the ocean a lot. one time when i was on the dock pulling up tubeworms for bait i ended up pulling up some sponge/kelp along with it. amongst that was a little creature i have since learned is an amphipod, specifically a skeleton shrimp, but i just called it the ALIEN:

almost instantly a wasp (which tend to hang around on docks and eat salmon) zoomed down from the sky and began fight the skeleton shrimp. it was a battle that never should have been, and perhaps will never happen again

Why are men sexy

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