You Can't Go Wrong With Hog Meat

The Weeping Woods were essentially the girls backyard. She had a tree here that she climbed and slept in often and that was her destination when the smell of various wolves drifted to her nares. Familiar smells. Rounding one of the massive trees, Aslatiel grinned. "We've got to stop meeting like this." It was the bunch that she'd killed the elk with. Coming up beside them, she peered out over the brush, her purple gaze going in their direction. Ahhhh, thaaaat was why they were here.

Boar had been her very first kill with her father. She knew them well. This one, however, was absolutely massive. The biggest she'd ever seen. As before, she looked to the eldest of them, waiting for direction. she really wanted in on this one.