The Cyrenaian Hedonic church

FAFO: Fae and Feral, Obviously

The Panther’s power is not in his roar, but in the quiet intensity with which he hunts.

Midday Snack

Asleep
Smell awaken groggy yawn stretch
Scent odor musk aware
Adrenaline musk hunger
Look scan seek scent hunger
Climb ground leaves crouch
Move sleek fluid underbrush
Small odors musk intense
Hunger
Fangs gleaming breath rushing tongue tasting
Musk hunger seek lurk
Hunt
Smell see deer meat hunger
Leaves bushes silent
Rage controlled hunger
Musk stronger possesses
Hunger
Closer slower crouching
Tensed shaking ready
Hunger
Pounce
Claws fangs flesh meat
Blood warm body fighting
Flesh hunger meat consuming
Ripping fangs claws deeper
Eyes dimming life draining
Devouring
Satiation
Relax groggy yawn stretch
Sleep

This poem celebrates that Spring has arrived. The season has shifted. Hunger rises, coiled beneath skin and bone, stirring from winter’s long sleep. The body remembers its own power. The senses sharpen. Every sound, every scent, every flicker of movement draws attention.

Desire is awake. It is deliberate. It seeks, it tests, it waits. It does not act blindly.

Enter the hunt.