Wolf Heart

I crouched behind the overflowing bins, preying that my panting, gasping breath wouldn't give away my position. I had run myself into a corner and all I could hope was that they wouldn't see me and give up. I doubted that. I don't think they'd ever give up, not until I was caught.
I am Arowl. I have many tales to tell, of my time running from the packs. I have many tales to tell of my strong beating Wolf Heart.
*This is a story that's different to others of it's kind*