I'm just like you baby, I'm on the HUNT.
11-05-2016, 12:09 PM
Excitement shivered down her spine. She couldn't wait to show her aunt and the rest of the pack. Of course… she was getting ahead of herself. Dag felt good on their chances but even the best laid plans could crumble and there was no bison hide until the beast was dead at her feet. She was glad that she would get the hide and bones to herself. She couldn't wait to see what unusual purposes the Menders might find for them, particularly Kassander who seemed to have no end to unusual new ideas. She didn't have any immediate plans for the calf and would leave that to the others. They could easily gorge themselves on the cow and leave the internal remains for the scavengers if none would claim it. Dagmær's ears would flatten to her skull, her hackles raising as her claws dug into the earth. She was ready to go at a moments notice and would wait for Elias to give the cue. They would watch the others bet into position before Elias would turn to her with a nod. She grinned. Game on! Keeping her body low she slunk into the brush, shifting with the grasses, keeping Elias in her vision for the moment when they'd begin the full assault. Her heart was pounding in her chest, any moment now. Her limbs coiled beneath her and as she saw Elias spring forward so did she, her muscular limbs uncoiling and launching her forward. A snarl ripped from her maw as she dived toward the herd, fangs snapping as the panicked creatures stampeded. Dagmær was relentless, keeping enough on their heels to push them forward but far back enough to keep herself out of the way. The cow was beginning to slow, she could see the labored breathing, the snot bubbles forming around it's nose as massive lungs tried to provide the oxygen she needed. Good they were close, very close. She glanced to Elias then put on a burst of speed to align herself on the left side of the cow. Just a few more sprints and they could cut her off. Walk, "Talk" Think |