Kavik

The brute was tossed again into the fimiliar pit. Growling, he waited angrily for his apponent. Would those frieken humans never understand the life of a wolf? Kavik was sure they wouldn't enjoy it if they were tossed in and tortured and forced to fight day in, day out, just for their hunters' pure enjoyment. He snarled viciously as a human tossed a stone at him.