I've had waaaaay too much time to myself, even if it is in little spurts. And I keep having this phrase going over and over in my head..
"This wolf is not your pet."
I think up stories in my head, and that phrase kinda came out of one of them. But I kept saying it so much that I thought to myself, "Am I a wolf?" And I decided that I was. And here are my proofs.
Wolves are either loners, or part of a small pack.
When in a pack, there is a certain social heiarchy. The wolf will take orders unquestioningly from some packmates, but order others about. They have a place they fit in, and they like it.
Wolves do not communicate by spoken words, of course. There are growls, body posture, and the such which convey what they want.
(In my opinion) Wolves are loyal to a few chosen individuals. They will fight with their lives to protect the ones they care about. But they do not do this for every person they know, only a select few.
Wolves are fierce fighters when the need arises.
Wolves are often misunderstood.
Now, those are some interesting thoughts, but my mind is what makes it weird. In alot of my stories that i make up, I'm either a wolf, or some other form of animal. Rarely do i have a human shape, and when that does happen, often it's more of an anthropormorphic person. But most of the time, I'm a wolf. And i feel right like that. Also in my mind, sometimes i swear i can feel a tail swishing behind me. And a muzzle, instead of a flat human face. It's not real, but if i don't think too much about it, it feels like it is.
I really wish humans could change shape.. I think i'd love to be a wolf, instead of a wolf soul in a human body.
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