I think I'd like to be a wolf. Being free to run through the woods and over the plains appeals to me. There's a certain dark romance to imagining being in the dark with my brothers and sisters, singing our haunting refrain to the silver moon in the sky. Wolves seem to know that there's a time to be independent, and a time to participate in society. They know when to share, and when to be selfish. Wolves just seem to intuitively walk a natural balance in life.