Your the brains, i'm the brawn

Victory was within reach. The thundering behemoths careened headlong towards the edge. It was time to pull back for the larger of them, but Iolaire kept right along. The first oxens hooves slid over the precipice and that was it for the leader. The other had begun to halt. Sirius gave it a shove but Io was already in mid air. All four snow dipped paws pressed into the furry rump of the oxen and she pushed off as it fell over the edge.

Feet touched back to the earth. Adrenaline was still turning through the woman's veins. A blue tongue lol led out and she panted to release heat. Her pace slowed as she followed her brother down the winding path to the bottom. The bellowing cries of the beast that remained alive would soon cease, she knew. Sirius would get a bit of what he wanted. He'd get to kill something.

Seating herself off to the side, Iolaire began putting her fur back in place. As she did so, her nose wrinkled. "Those things will have to be washed before we use them for anything." Oxen were stinky things.