A rather muddy meal

Chade kept his body low to the ground, the young dark blue boy slinking closer to the prey.  His feet were careful to not step on anything brittle, his head kept low and eyes never leaving the pig thing other than to watch Ezra from the side of his sight just enough to know when to start the next step.

As Ezra burst forth Chade charged in with him, aiming to keep pace with Ezra.  He moved to the opposite side of the pig than Ezra, snapping at its legs as it took off running.  The larger wolf was right that the creature was surprisingly fast for how awkward it looked.  

It was a good run, the pig would try to break away from the wolves but both would push it back into their net when they tried.  Ezra had said he’d attack it when it hesitated at the brush so Chade got ready to go for the pigs neck when the option came about.

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