In Vietnam, the jungle itself turned you into an animal. It reached out and pulled you in. We willingly performed the outward transformation of camouflaging ourselves - tucking foliage into our helmets, smearing our faces with ash that stung our nostrils. But something inside us was changing as well. We were becoming beasts – stalking our prey, baring our fangs. And when the time came, attacking. Which sentence best uses figurative language to match the paragraph's tone? A. I was surprised and frightened by this change that allowed me to attack without remorse.
B. I pressed myself against the trunk of a thick tree - a wolf in sheep's clothing waiting to strike.
C. Far from the comforts of home, we had entered this conflict in order to let sleeping dogs lie.
D. The jungle was alive with the sounds of nature - strange birds were our alarm clock in the morning.​