Redhawk Caldera My mind put to motion

She was a typically slow wolf, she had too much mass to move too quickly. Her body was more male in shape than female. She was larger and more muscular than any female she had ever met and stronger than many males as well. All that muscle left her slower than most, saving her rare bursts of speed for hunting.

It was one such burst of speed that let her keep up with Perry as he raced for the hog. She soon passed him, thundering up to the pig. She didn't kill it yet, not sure if he would want to do that himself. Instead she circled around to its tender underbelly.

With a quick snap she tore into its side, crimson blood flowing down it's sparsely haired body. She stepped back before the pig could gore her with its wickedly sharp tusks, licking blood from her lips. 

She waited for Peregrine to attack, thinking he might want to kill it himself since it was for his mate. At the very least it was hobbled now, it wouldn't be escaping them.