Mrs Moosefeathers [Hunt!]

The hunt was on, and as the boys got the cow running, and she blundered into the trap, Cai waited until Halla sent the moose stumbling with a well-placed attack. As the throat came within reach, Cairo surged from his hiding place and clamped his jaws shut on the now frantic beast’s neck, a foreleg snaking up on either side of trhe moose’s neck to hang on as the cow staggered to her feet again.

Cairo clung with his forelegs, clamping his teeth shut on the cow’s throat. They were so close to victory and a meal. He wrenched his head to each side, knowing the other three would rally and help complete the hunt so they could begin the next step in skinning and processing the meat, and enjoying a meal in the meantime.

The moose staggered under his weight on her neck, and he clung tighter with a growl.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think