Staring at the moon, I sighed deeply. The wind was gentle against my skin as I stood in the middle of the garden. Hearing the different howl of wolves from up the mountains, I felt sad. I wanted to experience that same feeling, how to run on my four hind legs, especially during the winter, the snow feeling cold under my feet and the snow coating my fur. I wondered what it felt like even though the thought of my bones breaking is not really welcoming to me but I still want to feel it. I am a werewolf for crying out loud, I don't know why the Moon goddess...