You are running through the woods. You feel the ground under your paws. You feel the wind against your fur. You are unclothed; you are naked. You have no need for clothing or any kind of covering. Your fur is all the covering you need; all the protection your body needs. Your pawpads are all the protection your feet need. You need nothing. Your canine eyes shine a bit in the dark but you can see just fine; great actually. You hear something with your canine ears. You look to were you heard the sound & spot a deer. With the speed, grace & power only a true predator like you can produce you leap & pounce on your prey. You bite hard into the deer's neck with your canine jaws & teeth. You feel your prey's bones break. You taste the near intoxicating taste of bleed, of meat. You began to devour the deer using your teeth & clawed paw-like hands. You are not Man. You are Beast. You are Predator. You are Werewolf.
Yes Werewolf. A beast of supposed myth. But you are real. Soon you finish your meal. You look up give an inhuman howl to the moon with your wolf vocal cords; vocal cords incapable of producing human sounds. But that's just fine; wolves have no use for human sounds. For 'Words'. You are a Creature of the Night. This forest is your 'True' home. Not some place of steel, glass, plastic, concrete, ect. You know the joy & freedom only an animal can know.
And You Love It.