Some have a deep seeded feeling of despair at the world around them. As if the world wasn't meant for them and their place in it is out of balance with who they feel they are inside. But the world isn't meant for anyone. It's a chaotic and unfeeling orb of destruction and creation in constant turmoil with itself. It's a canvas on which, as long as you pay attention to her rules, you can carve out an existence. There's a certain truth to how this all plays out. Staying true to the core of who you are and what you want your life to be. Fighting tooth and nail to get there. Finding the pack that will help you succeed in your goal, just as you will help them. Let your base instinct inform your life. Listen to that primal urge. Stay feral.