You tense your body, excited to take your first steps when the other wolf growls at you.
You look down at it
"Wolf shape should be wolf size! You won't catch anything if you're that big!"
You realise your wolf shape is as long as you were tall
The other wolf walks around you
"Yes, right shape, right look, wrong smell but you'll get that in time. Come, let us hunt!"
Your paws press into the ground, you feel that energy come
You race through the land and all to soon your near the wrong thing.
"Now you know the joy of the run, how will you find the joy of the hunt?"
You say