My co-worker asked me what animal I would want to be for a day. I thought about this for a moment, and said, "It depends. If you asked me which animal I'm more like, I'd say cheetah. But as an animal to be for a day, I'd pick wolf."
She nodded, and looked almost jealous that I picked an animal with such beauty and mystery in it's heritage, and she refused to tell me what she'd be, as if I had spoiled her game and she had to rethink her answers.
As I turned my back to her, I knew that if she was a wolf, and I was, too, I would not allow her into my pack, and I would tear a hole into her throat without hesitation the moment she offends me (since such an action is frowned-upon between humans).
Privately, I growled and bared my teeth, testing the sound and feel of it. I felt very intimidating. Yet, I was certain it would only cause her to laugh.