He looked for the girl around the corner, but she’d already sped away on her bike. Her tire tracks through the mud told him that she must have peddled pretty hard. He wished he could run fast, but his leg was still hurting from the fight with his brothers the night before.
Petey wandered back into the woods, limped to the hole under the tree. As a wolf, he felt like there was no respect from humans. All he’d wanted was to play catch.