The elder introduced herself as Resin and laid out her target as well as her plan. Halla gazed down into the basin as Resin spoke, eyes fixing on the limping stallion. She turned to the older woman as it was left to them to decide their roles. "My name is Halla. I'll help you with startling the stallion and bringing him down." As she was one of the larger wolves present she felt that might be a good place for her. She glanced again at the herd and the terrain that surrounded them, trying to get a mental map in her head. Thankfully, the herd didn't seem to be in too much of a hurry. They were eagerly eating the grass in the basin and seemed generally content. Halla wondered if they had many natural predators in these lands.
