A Werewolf Blog in Brooklyn

Because it’s tribal | July 29, 2009

Lunar week is approaching, so I’ve spoken to Aimee and told her why I do my little routine, so she understands something about me.

That is to say I avoid her and my non friends and I go native, with just the Breukelen. We hit the clubs because it’s tribal and gives us a sense of freedom if we’re amongst our own.

We’re asked to deal with this thing put upon us, from birth and this is how we deal.

It’s evolved into us all creating this amazing atmosphere in the clubs for a week. It’s not always about sex, but it is about feeling.  A communal sense of who we are and it’s something, let me tell you, its hot, sweaty, sticky and sweet and rough.

It’s soaking and contagious and wanting and filled with desire.

It’s amazing, to say the least.

Get a room full of were-wolves in heat and you can’t help but be affected!  It’s sexy, sensual and essential to the core of what you need, want and lust for.

Try to imagine that when Lunar weeks happen, the moon affects everything in our physical, psychological make up. EVERYTHING.

Feelings are doubled amped up. Sensations are quadrupled. Especially at night when we’re affected the most.

Think of it like this, if you can. You’re horny, you’re feeling desperate for release. Now imagine that feeling maxed out for a good twelve hours or more but you have to go to your job and do whatever it is you do in real life.

In the day time,  we’re still affected, imagine you have to concentrate on not letting waves of pleasure shake you. Imagine you have to pretend, everything is fine and normal, because life goes on around you and expects you to behave!

But most of us have been taught ways to cope.

To concentrate on keeping everything, under control. But at night, it’s a different story. The night is ours  and we embrace it.

We play in it’s moonlight and we cave in to whatever we crave before the animal inside us, tears its way out of our skin, no longer content to sit back and let the human it wears, drive us.

Utter release, true freedom, with a howl.



  1. The lunar light can be intoxicating. Thanks for stopping by…did I not mention that I was something of a tease? La revedere

    Comment by Ana — July 30, 2009 @ 1:32 am

  2. Sounds … pagan.

    Comment by Fantasia Lillith — July 30, 2009 @ 1:30 pm

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