Sharp Teeth

You gaze at your reflection, admiring your beautiful sharp teeth. You are a wolf, your teeth are your mightiest weapons, and they are magnificent. This is your way of life. ''[[This is all you know.]]''

You spend the morning with your charming rabbit friend. The two of you are having fun chatting until she asks too much of you. You thought you could deal with the pressure and so you went along with it for a long time, but eventually it’s one straw too many. You snarl to let her know you’ve had enough, but she doesn’t understand. She reaches out to pat your head, and you sink your teeth into her paw. You taste blood. You only meant to give her a little nip, but wolves just have [[such sharp teeth.]]

You growl until she backs off. You need some space. You need time to cool down. [[Your teeth hurt a little.]]

You keep your distance for awhile, but eventually you visit her again. Her tiny paw is still bandaged. You feel a little bad, but you were simply reacting to something that was hurting you. That’s just part of being your friend. You sink your teeth into everyone eventually. You wonder if there was a better way. [[But this is all you know.]]

You gaze at your reflection, admiring your beautiful sharp teeth. You appreciate that they are so powerful and good at keeping you [[safe.]]

You spend the afternoon with your big wolf brother. You enjoy spending time together, until he starts judging you. Like so many times before, he puts too much pressure on you until you snap. You snarl to let him know you’ve had enough, but he doesn’t listen. He continues his barrage, undaunted by your dismay, until you lunge and bite him in the neck. He does not appreciate this, and bites back. Your bite was better. Sometimes a good bite is the only way to make another wolf back off. So you are very good at it. You only meant to give each other warning bites, but [[wolves just have such sharp teeth.]]

You growl until he backs off. You need some space. You need time to cool down. [[Your teeth hurt a little more.]]

You keep your distance for awhile, but eventually you visit him again. By this time the bites have healed, but the scars remain, alongside many others. The pain just makes you tougher. You wonder if there was a better way. But [[this is all you know.]]

You gaze at your reflection, admiring your beautiful sharp teeth. They are bloody and that just makes them more [[wonderful.]]

You spend the evening by yourself. You enjoy the solitude until you start thinking. A sea of thoughts flood your mind. You can’t pull yourself together. There are at least 7000 things you’ve done catastrophically wrong that you can’t possibly put right. You keep making the same mistakes every single day but you never learn from them. You should be better than this. You snarl at yourself, but you feel nothing.You clench your jaw as the rage burns through your mind. It’s not until your mouth fills with blood that you realize you bit your tongue. Wolves just have such [[sharp teeth.]]

The forest is full of animals with bite marks from your glorious teeth. They all pushed you too far, and you did what you had to do to keep yourself safe. Because that’s the thing about biting. It works. Every time something goes wrong, you bite. Every time you bite, you bite harder. Your teeth hurt more. You wonder if there’s a better way. But this is [[all you know.]]

You gaze at your reflection, admiring your beautiful sharp teeth. You don’t know what you would do [[without them.]]

You spend the night in agony. Indescribable pain reverberates from your teeth through your skull. You gaze at your reflection to find that your magnificent teeth are not as indestructible as you thought. One fang has snapped in half, and many more teeth have cracks. You finally realize that all of the biting is hurting you too. You realize that you will lose everything you love if you don’t stop biting people. But you don’t know how. You don’t know if you can. [[This is all you have ever known.]]

The end. It's not about realizing you shouldn't make bad choices. It's about realizing that sometimes bad choices are all you know. There must be a better way, you just have to find it. [[Play again?]]