here piggy, piggy, piggy!

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"Speech!"

Mac couldn't help it; a whispery giggle rolled off his lips as he slunk in stealthily behind his brother, watching the packs of hogs lazily grazing beyond their reach. All he was thinking about was sinking his teeth into the thick hide of one of the creatures, and using their parts for his taxidermy projects. Hog hide was tough, alright - but with the right tools and a little patience, he could make the perfect piggy to decorate his den, too. He wasn't even concerned about their dangers, eyeing the tusks without so much as a flinch. Danger was practically his middle name -- but so was stupidity, so take your pick.

Still, he obediently stayed by his brother's side, waiting for the signal and for the other wolves to prepare. He already had his sights on one piggy in particular, heading the group it was in; a rather plump specimen, he flicked his gaze to Ghoul, hoping he'd take the hint that hey I'd really like to take that one please.