Redhawk Caldera Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs

The wedding is in 10 days! I'm starting to get stressed! But in a good way, kind of! :D

Elwood and Peregrine were both accomplished hunters, but sometimes things just didn't go according to plan. As Elwood raced back towards the boar, he watched as Peregrine attempted to trip it. It did, indeed, lose its footing, but so did Peregrine, and Elwood's eyes widened as the sow swung its head at him and shoved him to the ground.

He gritted his teeth but stopped short when the boar turned and halted, seeming to take in its options with its beady little eyes. For a moment, he considered rushing towards it and catching it off guard, but his primary concern was Peregrine. He moved slowly and cautiously towards his friend, his gaze flitting between the Kappa and their prey.

"Are you okay?" Elwood asked, and even as he spoke the boar seized its opportunity to retreat. It whirled and began to take its leave, and Elwood stiffened at the sound of its hooves.