running in a pack

anonymous asked:

thank you so much for explaining wolf dominance behavior! I'm so sick people like "dominance means they beat each other up all the time" and then someone going "no that's not right wolves don't have dominance at all!" and I can never articulate why both those ideas are wrong but you did it so well! Do you know more good resources about how wolf dominance actually works?

You’re welcome, I’m glad it helps! Yeah I think the debate has gone to 2 extremes now and neither extreme is helpful when looking at actual dominance based interactions.

Here’s some of the models of pack structure that have been theorised:

Some of these are more updated than others and there’s still a lot of variation within these structures. The model that’s pretty much debunked is A. No one uses terms like Beta, Gamma, Omega anymore  (and our guests sometimes do and it drives us nuts). The most basic and updated wolf pack model is that of a family group: a breeding female and male and their offspring. 

But not every pack is like this. Kanti, Bicho and Fiona are siblings, but Bicho usually will defer to Kanti and Fiona and get in trouble for doing things Kanti doesn’t want him doing (howling, ambushing Fiona, being a pest ect.). Kanti and Bicho both defer to Fiona but I have seen Fiona defer to Kanti or Bicho. And Kanti gets in trouble from Fiona from time to time as well. So they’re really all over the place.

Bicho deferring by pawing at Kanti, who is posturing over him. Bicho often uses very exaggerated submissive gestures to annoy Kanti enough to move him away from whatever resource there is. He is the master of Obnoxious Submission.

Also it’s important to remember that, in play, dominance structures are usually completely thrown out. So sometimes you’ll see a dominant wolf self-handicap and flop on the ground and throw out submissive gestures at a submissive wolf who will “dominate” that wolf. It’s hilarious. Good wolf jokes!

Despite Kanti and Bicho often deferring to her, Fiona is IT in this game of Wolf and Hounds where one wolf will be chased and harassed by the other wolves and then the game will switch with another wolf being “it”.

In order to simplify things as much as possible (even though it’s a lot more complex): When looking at wolf pack structure the dominant wolf or the “alpha” wolf - which generally will be a male and a female - is the animal with the most social freedom. These wolves do not defer to anyone and they do not need to “enforce” their position. It’s continually reinforced through body posturing, which is then responded to with reciprocal submission from other wolves. 

Also these dominant wolves are not necessarily going to eat first, howl first or get any other privileges other than being allowed to breed. Their offspring will naturally defer to them and then disperse once they grow up so as not to cause conflict. 

@koryos wrote up a great run-down of different canid pack models which can be found here: http://www.koryoswrites.com/nonfiction/dominance-behavior-in-canids/

I also recommend reading the papers linked to the article.

Hope that helps!

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Why People Fall In Love

Muses: Jeon Jungkook.
Words: 4.7k words of cringe worthy fluff.
Type: fwb!au + fake dating!au
Note: This is another my ‘to be posted’ scenarios, posted.  Yay. :D

+ An agreement to become Jungkook’s fake girlfriend and a trip back to his hometown lets you see more of the Jeon Jungkook who you think is only made of Friday hookups and boyish charms.

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“So let me get this straight, your brother’s bringing his girlfriend home for dinner this weekend and you ‘sorta’ blurted out that you have a girlfriend too just because you want to prove that he’s wrong about you not being able to keep a girl?”

Sheepishly, Jungkook smiles and rubs the back of his neck. “Yeah, sorta.”

At his nonchalance, you lightly smack his chest; it’s not like he’s going to feel anything if you straight out punch him anyway. “He’s totally right!”

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I loved Wonder Woman. I loved it so much.

And as we were driving home, Jon said to me “Imagine when Diana meets dogs!”

And it was the most pure thing I have ever imagined. 

Sometimes I have to laugh at the galra designs, from a purely affectionate frame of mind, because like. They’re so goshdanged lanky.

When they’re in action or in movement it’s all fluid and streamlined and intimidating looking, like- this species was probably developed at least partially to run down prey in a savanna or comparable setting like a pack of hyenas or a lion pride hunting- they’re built like sprinters, with those long, whippy limbs and big powerful hands.

But just hanging around, they look. Kind of hilarious, honestly, like. there’s just too much limb and shoulder for their head. If Kolivan, Antok and Ulaz didn’t have their fingers curled their fingertips would be on a level with their knees. They’re practically noodle people. Even more sturdy-built ones like Antok, Morvok, and Varkon have that whippy, elongated quality to them- stark with Morvok because he’s not even particularly tall, making his proportionate gangliness even odder-looking to a degree.

And I mean, on a general level, the looking a little silly thing is pretty much par the course for most creatures in nature. A cheetah could sure mess me up but their body and legs look too long for the rest of them. If anything that similarity between cheetahs and the galra might suggest galra are generally built less for endurance and more for sprinting, which would be reinforced because a common tactic in the Blade of Marmora’s fighting style is taking opponents on at a full run. (Keith does this too, even!) Big ribcage for big lung capacity, quite possibly a larger heart, long legs with (generally) well-defined calves and thighs- probably a build for running.

…Now I’m stuck on stuff I’ve said before about prey drives, and if the galra are more adapted to run things down rather than ambush them, they’re probably pretty good at tracking movement. Especially smaller things running in front of them. 

Tantalizing: 07

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Ship: Jungkook | Reader
Description: Back in high school, you were nothing more than a nerd Jungkook wanted to deflower, to get a good fuck from. When he sees you at the club, though, things have changed drastically, and his dominance starts to teeter on the edge.
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Gheleon sits beneath the tree and leans against its gnarled trunk, enjoying the summer warmth while it lasts. It is old, its boughs blackened by the passing of time and he does not know what else. Perhaps it is older even than he is, older even than them all. Timur would find some wild portent here, would make some reference to the old books and legends he collects, but Gheleon respects it because it has survived. Even this far north, where the winters are cold and long.

Once, he put Quietus into the trunk to test its hardness, but that was long ago and now he cannot find the scar.

It is Efrideet who finds him, as she always does - he is not surprised that it takes one Hunter to catch another. She comes up over the hill, singing to herself, not bothering to hide her approach.

“Gheleon!” she yells, waving an arm over her head. He doesn’t respond. Her cloak shifts in the bright sun, sparkling white and green, and although they are all accustomed to the weight of their armor, today she is helm-less.

She sits next to him with a sigh. “You’re not thinking of cutting it down, are you? Whittling yourself a pair of greaves?”

He shakes his head. “Soft, flammable - hard to think of something worse.”

Efrideet laughs. “Less morbid than bone, though.”

“Less effective, too.”

“As you say. Besides, I can’t picture you hurting the old thing. I don’t think I’ve ever known anyone to be so fond of a tree.”

They share the silence for a few long moments. Hunters are better than the others at keeping their mouths shut and their eyes open, but only Efrideet knows what it means to be really, truly still. Even Perun, cat-like and predatory as she is, is full of restless, twitching energy.

“So?” he says at last, eyes closed to the sun.

“The Fallen are moving east, towards the old Cosmodrome. Radegast is worried.”

“Better them than another upstart warlord.”

“Perhaps. We’ll move tomorrow. Bring your knives.”

“You came all this way just to tell me not to be late?”

“Someone had to find you. And maybe I’m fond of the tree, too.”

She stands, stretches, then pats the trunk. Her hair flashes in the dappled sunlight that filters between the leaves. “Always nice to catch up.”

“Likewise,” mutters Gheleon.

“Wasn’t talking to you,” Efrideet says over her shoulder, but there is a smile on her lips and Gheleon cannot help but return it. She disappears the same way as she came, and only by straining his ears can he hear the crackle of her jumpship.

He looks down at the grass that splits around a thick root that rises, serpent-like, before diving back beneath the ground. He imagines how deep it goes, pictures it circling the world, pictures the deep roots and the reaching trunk above supporting all the cosmos in the gentle grasp of leafy branches.

He has been spending too much time with Timur.

Perhaps Efrideet is right. Perhaps he is morbid. But when he speaks of finger-bone gauntlets and skull-helmets made from the remains of his friends, it is because it is a kind of comfort to imagine their presence wrapped around him. He pulls Swiftling from its sheath, and the metal sparkles almost as brightly as her smile.

He wonders if she understands it as well as he has come to: even the strongest plate can be shattered. This is his armor, now; the summer sun and a moment of quiet, the wolves and their boundless hope, the promise of growing earth beneath his tired feet.

Camping - Smut

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Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader
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AN: So this happened? Have some filth. Thanks for being patient. Thanks to @writing-obrien​ and @celestial-writing​ and @rememberstilinski​ for helping me out with this! Y’all are the best and I love you guys sm.


You rolled your eyes as you trudged through the forest, your backpack slung over your shoulders and your sleeping bag rolled up and tied to it. Of all the people you could be paired with, it had to be Stiles. The two of you were at each other’s throats constantly, and you had a feeling that this was Scott’s underhanded way of trying to get you to get along.

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