Hunter knew it was cold. There was snow on the ground and with each breath a fine mist swirled around his head. He couldn't really feel it though, not the way he had as a human.
"It feels natural to me, you know?" he said, speaking of his change, as he did so rarely. For a long time he had refused to talk of it at all.
"Like I belong outside. I know I always liked to be in nature, but now I belong here."