Reboot Filly and Wolf?

So after awhile of debating and I still am, I'm deciding to remark the story. The story was made a long while before I got better at actually telling a story, again this isn't official I'm just debating whether I should remake the story. And if I do I might as well make Arrow Light a street smart filly guiding an injured non talking wolf.

Here's a bit of a sneak peek and what I've written so far. Not sure if it should be the prologue or first chapter

The filly and wolf

"The soft growl of the wolf was heard as it ate up the foals!" A young colt shouted as he scared the several fillies around him, hearing the story of the wolf of trottingham was enough to pee your pants. Or so many have told, for Arrow Light hearing the several stories about the wolf enthralled her. She honestly never knew of any better monster.

"Many proclaimed that they'd hunt down and kill the wolf! But many have failed leaving only the grizzly remains of the bodies that laid waste." The colt explained as Arrow heard more and more of the wolf the more she wanted to find him. It was either a terrible idea or the best idea ever, either way she'd want her answer.

Walking away from the group of foals Arrow approached the marketplace, the large open ended area where many items were sold or traded for any goods the pony offered. Though Arrow wasn't going to shop or trade anything, having nothing from childhood her street knowledge let her live through life in a free and easy way.

"Only take what you need Arrow, not what you want." She mumbles to herself as she walked with her small bag and bumped into several ponies, they either had the same reaction mostly the annoyed shove which made it easier to still from them or the sorrowful help up.

Sleight of hand was something need for every thief, from short swipes to even distractions. It was easy taking things that weren't hers rather then working for what she wanted.

As she continued walking she spotted a rather older mare, she looked like a grandparent. Smirking she walked towards her and with a quick pass she dipped her hand in her bag and grabbed a wheel of cheese. Placing it in her bag she began jogging out the area hearing the several complaints as they all argued with one another.