It was a dream. Certainly, it had to be.

I had woken in a spot of tall grass, in the center of what had to have been the largest meadow I’d ever seen- which was saying something. I stretched and stood, but it felt odd.

My body felt entirely too heavy, and I wasn’t nearly as far from the floor as I should have been. Looking down, I saw it.

Large paws, covered in long grey fur. As I moved, so did it. I made the movement of lifting my hand, and it lifted in place of it. Below the massive paw, which I had then begun to realize really did belong to me, was an inch deep print.

The ground was soft, far softer than I would have expected otherwise. It smelled different too, muddier. Other scents mingled with that, like the pine carrying downstream from the mountain, and the wildlife that neared it.

Without my consent nor my approval, I had begun to actually salivate from the mere idea of the deer and rabbit whose scents I had gained. I felt the hair around my body shift, my… ears… turning. Before I had been given much warning, I had begun to race toward the scents until they became overpowering, eliminating any second thought I had to the idea.

The race to get to them felt like nothing else I had ever experienced- the speed, the power, the freedom that laid within it was astounding. Everything seemed different around me, taller and wider, to which I saw it all in higher definition.

My pace slowed after a long moment, as I finally took in how real it all really was. To start, I had no idea how it happened. What’s more… I had no idea how to get back.