A Wolfish Throwback

I wolf down my food in a gluttonous way chomp chomp slurp slurp Gnash gnash slurp slurp A throwback to a previous incarnation When I actually was a wolf, or a werewoman? Tummy full, I rumble off into the night. Howling now at the moon, on my favorite granite slab. Am I scaring you, Luna? I ask, showing my red teeth. Full of cherry Koolaide, but looking much more fierce. Luna laughs, exposing my truth, then she winks. She recognizes me no matter what form I take. Her recognition causes me to slow down and pretend niceness. Okay to be myself now, I wait for my cubs, who are struggling to keep up with my fierceness.