Running Away

Running all around with my hair flying back so free I feel the freedom I used to lack. Only using instinct to guide me through the trees I pull back my head and howl louder than the breeze. I used to not do anything but think about escape and now I can feel the breeze down my nape. I wish I could run run from all my troubles but running won't help It'll just stir up and make bubbles. I just hope they won't see me they couldn't accept my fur or the fangs in my mouth they'll hate and kill me for sure.