Hey Caribou-bou, How About That Pick-I-Nic Basket

Mæva was thrilled to be included in the hunt and she settled down as a few wolves changes around and then they were off. She raced forward barking loudly and snapping her teeth. This was the fun part. She didn't need to focus on a target or getting to close she only needed to get the caribou running and pay attention to the signals of the older man. She suddenly saw him take off and she slowed her pace for a moment as she focused on what he was doing. She saw the injured buck and then took off toward the man. She held back, keeping to the buck's left side to help herd it but not getting so close as to get stepped on.