When I wake up surrounded by darkness and chirping crickets, my thoughts go straight past human and into animal. I embrace the shift, feeling my tail swish with happiness. And then I'm running and I don't stop until I feel the wind whistling through my fur and batting at my tail and then and then and THEN there is a cliff and I see a huge rock and I run and I sit and I HOWL. I howl into the night air, feeling the shift slipping away, trying to clutch at it. I want to be a wolf forever.
*SPECIAL SOMETHING* Hey ya'll, this is a preview of a story I may start writing, a tale of two otters(My IRL friend, @Lynxkitte11, might recognize this) soooo yea PS. tap flag to hear my vocals! Shelly and Cockle: A Therian Story. My first memory was swimming in a shallow pool with Cockle sitting on the edge of the pool. I think of that time now, as I ride on Cockles belly while we drift through the lazy ocean. Cockle suddenly rolls away and I squeak in shock. "Cockle!" She shakes water from her whiskers and chirps at me. "Stay here, I'm going to find some food." HAHA CLIFFHANGER!!!!!
