Redtail Rise stoneward

Rather than select some sort of game for them to pursue, Lilia asked Masque if she’d been tracking anything else today. If she sensed the cattiness behind the comment, she didn’t acknowledge it. Her lips parted, though before she could speak, Ancelin mentioned rabbits.

Rabbits are better than nothing, especially if we can grab more than one, she countered his remark before turning back to Lilia to say, No, I wasn’t, but a couple months ago, my mother, brother, sister and I hunted some wild pigs. I’ve kept an eye on their herd ever since, unaware of the proper term for a group of swine. There were some young ones. I bet the three of us could take one.

Without waiting for their agreement, Masque lifted a foreleg and gestured for them to follow. She then embarked toward the north side of the rise. The last time she’d seen them, the wild pigs had been milling around The Tangle. As the Ulfr led her cohorts that way, she tipped her ruddy snout into the ever-shifting wind and smiled to herself when she caught that telltale porcine stench on the breeze.