Stumbling through a field, you feel the world becoming a haze around you, everything just disappearing save for you. You don't remember taking any clothes off; you just don't need clothes anymore. A thick nest of fur is poking through your skin, wrapping around you in a thick, warm blanket. Your nose twitches, whiskers dangling in the air. You don't want to stand. You want to feel the wind rustling through your fur. You want to dig your claws into the warm earth, digging for those roots and seeds hiding underneath. You want it, and you know someone else wants you as well...