I see in my life two free spirits...those that acknowledge the animal inside them, they see that they are wolf, and thus they run free. I guess I remember that time in my life where I knew that I was animal trapped inside human skin. Everyone I met I would share this little bit about me, tell them that I was more than the flesh they could see on the outside. High School was what made me realize that I was wolf...and finally, at long last, I was free to be myself.

But...my second love changed all that for me.

It's unnatural---she said. She told me my behaviors my animalistic tendencies were odd and not welcome in normal parts of society. My liking of the furry fandom was not welcome either...so, not only did I shut my animal way inside me, lock it in a cage, my Fursona was placed in the clost as well. But, what can I say? I wanted her to stay with me.

Now she has been gone for awhile now...obviously not the person I thought she was. Now I have people standing beside me that understand me, understand my nature, and would embrace me. But it seems that the animal inside has fallen asleep, and I have lost the key to the lock. I'm envious of the creatures still able to run and roam free...what can break these chains so that I might be able to run, roam, and howl again and with them?

I'm feeling trapped in my own body...