Bring Home the Bacon [festival hunt]

So it was on. Emery would follow after Frith, feeling his limbs tingle with eagerness. He was ready. He wanted this, and he could practically taste the pork that would soon be at their jaws. He would gaze at the forest too that would provide their challenge for the hunt. He was certain that they could do this, though he admittedly was a bit curious to see how the youth would do. He would let his gaze wander over the pigs, what could be a potential choice, and waited for a signal from Frith. His heart was beating faster, breathing coming in excited breathes.

So close.... So close and ready. Then, hearing Frith’s bark, he would turn his attention to the older sow that was designated as their target. Ahhh so this was it. He would let out an eager growl, legs beginning to pump harder. He could see Shiki out of the corner of his eye working to come up as well. Alright... Just needed to get the grumpy lady into the mix and they were good to go.