snarl! snap!

"Wait up!"

She hadn't expected the wolf to charge off after the hog like that. Wren broke from her stalking and raced after the pair. Medusa hadn't seemed to notice her, and she assumed she hadn't earlier - else it was rude of the woman to do such a thing. "Corner it!" she called out a suggestion, unaware the two wolves were being stalked by a large predator eyeballing the wild boar "I'll jump on it to distract it!"

Medusa could have the meat if she liked, but Wren at least wanted one boar tusk from her efforts. Okay, maybe a bit of meat too. But not too much. She didn't have anything to bring back to Armada from this location; it'd spoil before she returned to the pack. But the tusk could be useful for something, surely. The hog squealed suddenly, stopping at a deep spot in the Delta. Wren took her chance.

She leaped at the prey, attempting to pin it to the earth. "Medusa!" she called out to the other woman "kill it!" Please, she wanted to say. Wren didn't know how long she'd be able to pin such a hog before it shook her loose. She didn't fancy getting attacked by those tusks either!

"Speech"
207 WC
2/3 track and hunt medium prey (wild hog)
0/3 fight predator (jaguar)