In front, Lad was still straining to break the Mistress's loving hold; and to get at his pestered enemy.
This was more than the huge porker had bargained for.

Through all her murder-rage, she had sense enough to know she was outnumbered and beaten.

She broke into a clumsy gallop; heading homeward.
But Bruce and Wolf would not have it so.

Delightedly they tore in to the attack.

Their slashing fangs and their keenly nipping front teeth were everywhere.