Redtail Rise stoneward

The thought of boarmeat appealed to Lilia. Boars would have no feathers to pluck, and no thick pelt to chomp through in order to get to their meat. While the thought of a boar's tusks prickled her nerves a bit, she felt with the three of them, they might be able to work something out should one show up. Surely, they could outpace a boar- their legs were fairly short compared to the bulk of their body, there was no way they'd be able to catch up with a wolf. 

She moved along with the others quietly, content to follow Masque's direction. Every now and again, she stole glances toward Ancelin when she thought Masquerade wasn't looking; she wondered how he felt about their reunion being interrupted- but he seemed in decent spirits. 

She lurked, quietly, snatching glimpses of the animals, finding relief in seeing no boar among them. Still- the sows were still muscular and strong, a worthy opponent if they felt the need to risk their life for a piglet. The young ones milled about, snuffling and snorting, occasionally squealing when one bickered with another. With so many piglets, she imagined they could snatch at least one- but how to go about it?

Masque offered two options, and Lilia weighed them. She felt that there were enough piglets that if they ran in and spooked the sounder, they'd flee- and inevitably some of the smaller ones would be left behind...But what if a sow turned to protect the young ones? What if they all stood their ground? She didn't know enough about their behavior to know just how protective they would be, and she wasn't about to risk her own hide for the sake of pretending to be a know-it-all. 

"Maybe watch for a bit. I feel like we could thcatter 'em, but if the thowth all dethide to protect 'em, it'll be a shitshow." She looked to Ancelin to see his opinion.