Rawhide [PACK HUNT!]

*Corentine* · 12-07-2017, 06:59 PM

With the constant egging on by the others the herd trampled forward thundering the ground. Her ears flattened against her head and she made herself push on running with the lead bison on her heels. The boys continued to poke and prod the herd making sure all of them moved and trying to cut out the right one to take down. She couldn't look back to see the progress, fearing a misstep in her stride. She then tapped into a surge of speed she had been holding back, lengthening her strides before making a sharp right, separating from the front of the herd. Tongue lulled from her mouth as she made a wide birth before coming back, not in front, but running along side the middle of the herd continuing to taunt and push them forward.

Brandr's bark made her drop her speed allowing the herd to thunder by as she dropped back to fall in line with the target. Brandr had already had the yearly cut off from the herd and she spun on her paws to the right, pushing her body towards the target, her eyes. Brander latched into the Bison's left shoulder using his weight to try and bring the animal down. Then Lark Joined in grasping at the Bison's flank. Corentine got right in between the boys, pushing to be up on her hind legs, claws raking into the Bison's side before launching off of her back legs and snapping her jaws onto the top of the bison's back, digging her teeth into either side of it's spine, just behind the ribcage. She was getting a grip and attempting to put pressure in the creature to fall, not on it's side but straight down so it would be unable to fail it's legs and hooves and hit any of them, though she worked with her pack mates, if she felt their pulls in any other direction she worked with them. They almost had him, he was weakening under the pressure.

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