Sun Mote Copse Yuve yuve yu.

With four wolves working from all angles, it didn’t seem that the pig stood much of a chance — but it appeared to be determined to make a break for it anyway. Within the fray, it managed to land a bite on Towhee and then smashed into Maia’s face; the latter backed off quickly and fell. Avery took this as a cue to peel away from her position and check on her comrade.

Are you okay? she asked, tearing her gaze away from the boar long enough to peer down at what she could see of Maia’s face from beneath her paws.