I dreamed I was offered classes by this “wolf school” in England where I’d get to study wolves, apparently they found my blog and thought I deserved it I was so happy and then I woke up realizing that that will never happen and that I am in fact two months away from graduating from art school and then my life will end because I have no clue what to do afterwards I don’t even have a job right now and live with my parents and will be 20 when I graduate no idea what to do then brb crying bye
Wolves often rip open the belly of a fresh kill and take out all of the organs. Maybe it appears as if it’s their rear ends? Also, it’s one of the more soft parts so they often start there.
Hello :) Not offended of course, but it would be a little odd, heh