Hmm? I don't know.

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I remember when I was young.  I didn't know what I didn't know.  No one took me seriously.  Why should they.  I couldn't even call them out.  Though I suspect I made the effort.  Used to bite, too.  Ankle-biter indeed.

I didn't know I would never belong to a pack.  Some things, when taken from their nature, just... might not fit anywhere else.  Oh, some tried.  Though, just maybe, some are born without a pack.  It just wouldn't have mattered?  Maybe.
When I got to a certain size, I was considered... different.  Dangerously different, and that was clear.  Some still try to call me a gentle giant, but that isn't true.  I am gentle until I am not.  Then I'll clobber a bigger giant, if he goes wrong.  Some understand, and can work with me.  Some can't.  I am what I am.
I am no more terrible than those other animals.  I like to think I have found a better way, a Lord who is righteous in absolute truth even.  Even He knows what he called.  I am sure He had a reason.

I just wish I could pull some of that nature energy to bear on my wishes.  Then again, in truth, animals, no matter how big or strong, simply do.  They don't... set out to do.  Hunger, and other primal urges, direct.  I hope I have more, but currently I don't even have that.  I'll... keep at it.  Good day.