Deepwood Weald I'd hide, but

She did wonder if its mother might wander onto the scene sooner or later, the thought causing her to gradually tense like a wound piano wire. Fortunately for Towhee, Rodyn soon gave the signal and the tension snapped as she rushed out of her blind just a few seconds later than him.

When the suckling pig tried to dart out of Rodyn’s reach, she anticipated its maneuver and managed to swipe at its hind legs. It went tumbling to the forest floor, noisily scattering leaves. Towhee didn’t hear this, nor the shrieking, squealing noises it made as the wolves closed in to pin it to the ground. Towhee pressed a forepaw on its squirming haunch and allowed Rodyn to do the honors. For Samani, her eyes said.

When the pig went still, its blood oozing into the earth, Towhee backed off the kill to catch her breath. She motioned for Rodyn to do whatever he wanted with it, up to and including screaming over it like originally planned.

For Samani, she said aloud. It’s all yours, she added in the next breath, reasoning, I’m on the move right now and I don’t need anything slowing me down.