Heard It Through The Grapevine

Aslatiel · 10-04-2020, 12:34 AM

Magnus hugged her in return and eagerly agreed to hunt with her. Asla couldn't stop smiling. She had such a soft spot for the mangled-eared man. Her own tail swishing back and forth with happiness and excitement, she turned and gave her skull a pull, motioning for him to follow. "They've been rooting up the branches of the willows too. Some of the trees are getting weak because of it." Aslatiel motioned to one of the smaller willows that they passed. The roots had indeed been mangled as the pigs dug about in the dirt. Large swaths of grass had been turned into shitty smelling mud. It was very gross.

As they neared the place where she knew they liked to congregate, Asla could already hear the grunting. The young wolf brought her maw close to Magnus' ear and spoke softly. "I think if we kill one or two and leave their bodies as a warning, the others might run off." Peering through the foliage, she noted several smaller pigs. They looked like they were just old enough to be out on their own. They were distracted by one another, so she imagined this would be pretty easy.

Separating from Magnus, Aslatiel made her way closer to the pigs. They still had no idea and continued grunting and rough housing with one another. Taking as deep of a breath as she dared through the stench, the striped girl erupted from the brush. The pigs squealed and scattered, but she had her target in sight. Hopefully Magnus had chosen one too. Asla tore after the pig, one paw extending and her claws clipping its hock. Instantly the rich, tangy smell of blood filled the air and the pig squealed in pain. Ah, yes. Asla loved the sound.

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