They wanted to run and be free of all their earthly cares. When they were wolves, they didn’t need to worry about feeding their families or not having enough money or finding work. They didn’t have to wonder if they would be taken to a prisoner of war camp, their families left to fend for themselves. They didn’t have to worry about what their neighbor or spouse or father-in-law thought of them, that maybe they had grown too hotheaded or unreasonable or had become strangely violent. There was nothing wrong with them when they were wolves
