a little girl was raised by wolves. they taught her to be fierce, loud and brave how to sing to the midnight moon and withhold no part of herself.
and even when her body changed, they still treated her as one of them.
now she feels beautiful in basketball shorts and a sports bra and knows how to speak her mind and play and fight and swear and laugh and sing to the midnight moon.
and she loves herself just as she is: a wolf in a womanβs body.
you can interpret this however you want to, but for me, it's a metaphor for the empowerment that comes when men treat girls the same way they treat boys (except for the toxic masculinity part) and don't expect girls to "grow up" in the sense of becoming *** objects when they hit puberty.