Mist and Fangs [PACK HUNT]

Lillianna waited quietly for the decision to be made. She didn't really have an opinion on it - she would go after whatever. They certainly had enough members present to go for a calf or a mother, or even just another adult- maybe not a bull, but those were always the hardest to get anyway, and typically were few in the herds regardless. Soon, though, a decision was made, and she nodded. That was more than fine with her.

She started to run. Oh, to feel the wind in her fur; to have a purpose and to be searching. She first followed Brandr, to approach the elk, but then fanned out just like he said, eyes keen as she searched for the elk. She herself let out a strong howl-bark thing as she ran towards the elk, grinning as they started running away. Perfvect - just perfect.

And what was even more perfect - quickly, her eyes zeroed in on an elk. Something was different. Something wasn't right - there. It was just a limp, a small one, but one that caused her to lag behind the others. And there - she had a calf with her as well; that could be both good and bad. If they could kill the calf first, maybe, the mother wouldn't fight so hard and they could quickly take her down with the lame leg. "Found a possibility!" she called out. "Maimned leg on a mother. Has a calf with her."