kinsidering this very specific statue of a peryton, winged deer, at the linlithglow palace in scotland (scotland!!!). i’ve called myself deerhearted for a while now, but haven’t had a strong enough connection to actually feel as though i /am/ one. and yet here’s this lovely sculpture, shooting directly into my soul. now that i think of it, ive always had a soft spot for statues. kinda wanna be one. ugh
sorta off topic, but for longer than i’ve used the therian label, i’ve called myself a satyr/faun.. i feel like my deer identity is definitely less animal than my canid one. it’s disconnected from nature, very slightly, whether that be due to being half human, or because i’m actually made of stone, idk










