snarl! snap!

With Medusa attacking it, Wren tried to focus on not getting thrown off. The hog flailed wildly and she dug her paws into its back in protest. She would not be thrown off! She would get her own prize from this, and hopefully, she'd be none the worse for wear. The other woman lunged at the prey and the brunette assisted her. A sharp bite was aimed at the back of the throat. Blood pooled around her muzzle but she didn't care. She didn't let up.

Wren twisted her neck, and the wild hog squealed in pain. With strength leaving it, the prey fell down and fell over. Its eyes dim as the light died from it. Wren let go, hopping off its back. Her face was stained with red. "Good job" she chirped to the near-stranger, tail wagging once "we sure showed that one" Last they spoke, Medusa had been crafting. Now they hunted together with good results "you can pick first, okay? I just... want a little bit of meat. Maybe a tusk?"

She stepped back to allow Medusa her prize. Wren had all of ten seconds before she felt a heavy limb graze the back of her neck. A swipe?! She yelped and lunged forward, away from the attack. What the hell? Again? She was a beacon for predators stealing her food!

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