Starting to sounder like a bad time

The battle was a stalemate, the pigs were too panicked to team up, the youngsters getting underfoot of the adults as they milled about in a panic. It would be so easy to get caught up in it, to be trampled into the turned over sand, never to be seen again. Pyxis decided it would be in everyone's interest if he got the mother pig out towards the edges, at least then the little ones would be clear of the carnage, and maybe the rest of the sounder would follow her? He could hope?

Violet eyes locked on the largest of them and he did his best to cut and weave through the throng, delivering a sharp bite to her meaty hock. She kicked out at him, catching him in the shoulder but he'd live, biting again this time closer to her tail. She sprung forward into the open and as expected, the piglets went too. Now to get the rest of them moving.

"speech"