One by one the wolves chose their role in the hunt and Halla looked to Resin for the next step. Resin motioned for Halla to follow her and the younger woman fell in step behind the older. The stallion would make for an excellent meal for all of them if they could pull it off. They soon reached the spot where they would stage the ambush. Halla stalked slowly and carefully as they neared the spot where they'd set the ambush. Resin moved behind one set of brush so Halla moved behind the other. She was glad that horses could not see red so the bright color that adorned her coat would simply see a dull brown which helped in her favor. Her legs coiled beneath her as she waited for the others to drive the stallion to them.
