Marrow

Marrow settled in amongst the fall grasses, the lanky woman at her side. The duo had met and agreed to go hunting together and her original plan had been to try for one of the deer or antelope but as she scouted she found herself a moose. It was way to far south and seemed to be a bit disoriented. Marrow had a hard time resisting an ill animal and she wouldn't help but wonder if the pair of them could take it. For now they settled down and watched it, trying to come up with a plan that wouldn't leave one of them severely injured or dead. It was a bull moose, the antlers still proudly displayed atop its head.

Come down, come down sweet reverence

Jynn settled in next to Marrow to watch the moose. She was still apprehensive about trying to take on such large prey by themselves. It would be better to get a third wolf involved at least. Maybe if they were lucky the moose would suddenly just drop dead. She watched awhile, ears twitching but while the moose was clearly ill it didn't show signs of just keeling over any time soon. Rats! "If we can just get it running maybe we can get it to stumble. Chase it across the prairie dog colony." She whispered. The main trick was going to be getting the bull to run and not try to gore them.

Coran stalked through the prairie, sifting through the scents of prey and noting the sound of the rut going on deeper into the heart of the grassland. His original plan had been to search for an injured deer but then he caught a curious scent. A moose? His ears twitched. What was such a creature doing all the way down here? He couldn't resist the urge to take a look and so he crept through the tall grasses, his coat blending in seamlessly in the pale autumn grass. Up ahead he saw the moose and also noted a couple of women watching it. Perhaps they were considering hunting the beast. Coran would never try such a task on his own but with their numbers they might be able to pull it off. He crept toward the woman making a low coughing sound in his throat to try and alert them without startling their prey. "May I join your hunt for a meal?"

The moose is enough to catch Erik's attention, staggering and disoriented. Dully aware, even at this distance, that it would make an easier meal than usual... but still no easy feat. Nothing he could do alone, though the boy pauses at a distance. He's not the only one to pick up on the beast, and for once, he's grateful for the company of strangers.

Drawing near to three gathered wolves, Erik knows better than to come on too strong. The girl, at least, he's seen before. A grumble in his chest as he dips his muzzle, comes to rest a short distance from them. "Four'll do it," it's presumptuous, but then, it was better to get this show on the road.


"Speech"

Marrow

Marrow's head whipped around at the cough but she immediately relaxed when she realized it was Coran. She'd hunted with the man a few times now and nodded. Now they were getting a real hunting party going. Her ears twitched at the sound of rustling in the grass and she looked up as she spied the familiar, quiet man she'd fought a coyote pack with. Oh this would be fun! She grinned and nodded. "I agree. I'm not big on fancy plans. I say let's all rush it, try and get it to run and stumble. If we approach from its left side we can maybe drive it across the prairie dog colony." Day by day Marrow was growing more confident in her hunting abilities but even so she wasn't the most strategic of hunters. Her stomach rumbled with hunger and she swiftly stalked forward, getting as close as she dared before bursting forward with a snarl toward their prey.

Come down, come down sweet reverence

Jynn grinned as she spied Coran approach soon followed by another man. Yes! Now this was a real hunting party. The prospect of a fresh, hot meal had her salivating. She listened as the yearling laid out a simple plan. Worked enough for her. Jynn was a spontaneous sort and didn't care much for overthinking and overplanning when it came to well, everything. She crouched down low and as Marrow sprang forward she joined suit. Jynn let out a roar bark, diving and snapping for the legs of the moose. It immediately turned, horns sweeping down low to try and bowl her over but Jynn bounced away just in time, circling back and snapping once again at the moose.

Coran peeked around at the second man to join them and gave a polite nod of greeting as well as agreement in that they had enough wolves now to try and take down that moose. He readied himself, creeping forward with the yearling and when she sprang he swiftly joined. The women were swifter and he flinched a little as the slim one just narrowly avoided the antlers. With a snarl he dove forward, seizing the left ankle of the moose in his jaws. It kicked backwards, freeing its leg from his jaws but now it was spooked, finally starting to turn and flee but with a little luck they could get it on the ground soon.