Hunger. It's the first thing we feel before the change. A change that brings us back to what we were intended on being. A change that frees me from the shackles of my flesh and returns me back to my love. The night air crisp and cool. Full of smells and sounds. From the ant crawling on the ground to the Owls wings flapping. The world is so alive and my human senses could never experience it as my wolfs senses do. A shift from restricted living to running and playing. A world where I'm free to hunt. Me and my friends and family we all change. But we aren't all the same. We don't hunt for blood and we never kill. At least humans anyway. That's our only rule. We are to protect and guide but never to harm. Only now that rule has been broke by someone. Someone I have spent my entire life running beside. To understand my story is to know my struggles and my pain.
