Holey Cow Squat! [Pack Hunt]

Dómari's tail wagged excitedly as he strode into the main denning area of Valhalla. He'd been out scouting and tracking prey movements and it just so happened that a herd of bison had wandered into the Vericona Plains. He didn't want to see this opportunity pass by the wolves of Valhalla so he tipped back his head and called for his pack mates to come and help him bring one of the animals down. He noticed that one looked unwell. The cow was constantly licking mucus from her nose and she was always at the back of the herd. If they were lucky they could run her down and have a fine feast before winter started in the next few weeks. The hide would also make a lovely lining for someone's den. He had his mountain goal pelt for a bed and though it was small he was deeply fond of it.