Dinner Bell
06-21-2020, 07:30 AM
Mæva was nervous and also excited and as soon as Lúta nodded that it was time to attack she charged forward with a woop of joy. She barreled toward the nearest cow, snapping at the creature's hind legs. Startled, the bison started to stampede. They pushed forward through the snow, barreling toward where they thought was safety. Mæva focused on racing along the back of the herd, getting them to run without getting so close she was putting herself in danger. Once the herd was running at a break neck pace she started to pull back, eyes scanning the herd until she saw the calf. She then moved toward the calf to position herself for the kill.