I was at a party a while ago, talking to a guy named Chad and another guy who was from New Jersey. Chad asked a weird question, and the conversation declined from there. Note: Not made up.
Chad: I'm gonna ask a WEIRD question here. What's your spirit animal?
Sean: That is a weird question.
Jersey Guy: Snake. Because I shed my skin.
Jersey Guy: I've been told snake, sometimes wolf. I think I have some qualities of both. How about you?
Chad: Raven! (To me) What's your animal?
Sean: I don't have one.
(Chad and Jersey Guy shake their heads in disgust.)
Sean: How do I know what my spirit animal is?
Jersey Guy: Is there some animal that you feel really close to, like you have a connection to them?
Sean: No, not really. I like the water. Maybe a dolphin? I really don't know.
Chad: (to Jersey Guy) How'd you figure out your animal?
Jersey Guy: I've had people, Native Americans, come up and tell me from time to time. I've also had some strange, meaningful experiences involving wolves. Once, a wolf walked right up to me, and I just stood there. And for snakes, you know, I shed my skin, too.
Chad: Right on.
Sean: So, what's the point of a spirit animal?
Chad: OK, say you're lost, and you need to find some water. You'd close your eyes, and ask your spirit animal to guide you to the water. Like, I'd follow a raven, and it'd lead me there.
Sean: Does that actually work?
Jersey Guy: Yes.
Chad: It helps if you do a quest.
Sean: Hey, I'm going to go talk to someone else now.