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> I will add that that intent of your reply appears to have
> do with the territorial and cliquish nature of this forum.
Of course, of course, they are marking their territory. Like Tarjei
is doing with his male dominance, which chased your hero, Dream
Warrior 7, away. In the 1994 Winter Olympics in Norway, they sprayed
wolf-urine along the skiers' tracks to keep the moose away. Tarjei
is a Norwegian, using the same tricks. Unfortunately, you cannot
mark yours, because to do that, you need something to pee with.
I just had a long talk with Dr. Herbert von Bisselkahn about you,
and in his expert opinion, you are a wolf that was neutered by some
anthroposophical veterinarian who messed up -- he wasn't properly
educated in anthroposophically extended zoology, so he did neutered
you with occult quack-methodology, leaving you with nothing to pee
with, so you can't mark your territory. This is not me talking, it's
Herbert, and he has studied things like that for a long time, and he
the discoverer of the Waldorf Basement Files among other things, so
he knows that of which he speaks.
I thought you were a jackal, but jackals are loners, and Herbert
concluded you're a wolf because of your greeting to that other wolf,
Dream Warrior 7. Herbert also think you came to Anthroposophy
Tomorrow because you were hungry for some anthro-lamb, and the way
Herbert sees this, you've misjudged the situation by forgetting that
there are four holy apocalyptic beasts that make up the core of the
Zodiac: The lamb, the man, the ox, and the lion. So instead of
arriving among anthro-sheep like you had hoped for, so you could
have yourself a juicy anthro-lambsteak and at the same time get your
revenge against that anthro-quack-vet who messed up your neutering,
you landed instead in the den of anthro-lions. The anthro-lions
happen to be out, seeking out other pastures, but they've been
replaced by anthro-tigers, and they are the ones marking themselves
in this cyber-territory.
In other words, if you had your wolf-pack, you might be able to
confuse one tiger-cub for a minute, but not more than one. And if
any tiger-cub should be made uncomfortable by some malneutered beast
from the forest, the full-grown tigers would be joined by the lions.
Apart from that highly hypothetical and abstract scenario, you won't
be able to create a pack because you've got nothing to pee with, so
the other wolves want nothing to do with you. Just look and see,
Dream Warrior 7 ran away from you.
Herbert thinks that the best thing you can do is make friends with
the anthro-tigers before they eat you. Say something nice about the
Good Doctor, and they'll love you to death, believes Herbert. He
thinks there's a lot of love among anthro-tigers, judging from the
way they play with each other when they're little.