I love it whenever someone shows off their furry form or some other furry form they identify with. It's like they're saying "This is ME -- far closer than my meatsack and interests in worldly things"
Here's the real kicker: This is all in a world where we can't just shift our shape on a whim. What if we could? If it happened right now, it would feel *freeing* (and terrifying -- what shapes are others choosing?), but if we grew up with that, meh.
If we always were in a world where shapeshifting were common, the ability to *not* shapeshift would seem like a crippling disadvantage. "You can't shift? I'm so sorry. :( I can barely even imagine. I won't bring it up again, promise."
Fun part: Adding and subtracting tiers.
"Oh, you're 2 dimensional lifeforms? I can barely imagine! Oh, you're not able to move at all? I can barely imagine!" Then imagine creatures that look down at you as if you're the 2nd dimensional lifeforms. It all gets wonky
Eventually you just accept that everything is different and has and doesn't have things they can do, but that human being dreaming of being a fox will be a LOT happier being a fox than a fox born a fox and learning how to live!
