Our feelings are strange to ourselves, our actions are spontaneous, and our thoughts are about everything in the world: about the loyalty of blood, about the music of girls, about the hands of brothers. We smile at our parents so that they think: everything is okay. Not everyone will understand what we live for: dog racing, stealing road signs at night, or even worse - secret fights in the ring. We're hungry. Hunger torments us from within, forcing us to rush forward. We must grow up; crawl and moan, gnaw, bark at anyone who tries to interfere or tame us. We are the Wolf brothers, wolf teenagers, we run, we stand up for our own, we stalk life, overcoming fear. And if we fail, there is no one to blame.