Frith would take the lead in his group of wolves, with one last cheek grin pointed towards his wife the brute would surge off, letting loose an eager howl as he called to those that had been assigned with him. To each he'd offer a respectful nod before heading off away from the rest of the crowds. With his nose in the air he'd catch the scent of a little herd of wild pigs. The animals bellies were particularly tasty, and his hunger for pork would urge him forward towards them. He didn't want to just rush forward to take the creatures with out first speaking to the rest of the group. His lope would come to a halt far enough away that they might not disturb the creatures.
He'd stand tall, hoping the rest of the wolves might gather around him so they would create a plan and win this contest. Though as long as they brought down the animal that was enough of a win for him. He was ready for some bacon.
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