What a fun topic!
I've felt kindred to wolves. It's hard to explain why. It's just something I've felt that I know.
I also envy hawks, for how they soar in the sky. One day I was at work, and I'd stepped out with my co-worker on her smoking break. There was a hawk sitting in a tree branch, maybe six feet up. I felt almost as though I could reach up and touch it. I admired it, and remembered that there was a digital camera in the office. I thought that if I went inside, the bird might fly off, but I had to try. I got about three pictures of the bird. I felt so privileged!
Then, it flew -- practically over my shoulder... and I felt the power of the wings moving the air around me. I still can close my eyes and remember... My heart seemed to skip a beat.
When I was a child, my grandfather and I used to flip through an Audubon book together and I remember being drawn to the absolutely terrifying picture of the red-tailed hawk with a rabbit in its talons, and now that I look again, I see that it was fending off another hawk... The picture was horrifying, but something you thought about and just couldn't take your eyes off of. My grandfather died of cancer in 1986, when I was 6 years old. I asked if I could have the book... Sadly, it was lost in a house-fire but I have memories every time I think about that print especially. I remember feeling the paper under my hands as we flipped through the book.
I've become a bird-watcher and I love photographing the birds, too. Some day I would love to travel and see a magnificent frigatebird... I even bird-watch in my sleep sometimes!