Bison Hunt [Competition]

Sunder trailed a bit behind the wolves as they made their way towards the herd, catching up only once the group stopped to discuss targets. His ears swiveled to catch their voices but he didn't answer right away. Instead he looked the herd over in search of a good target. He'd never hunted anything so big before, but the mechanics were the same as the smaller game he was used to. Target a weakness, chase it down, etc. These creatures looked like the type that weren't too afraid to stand and fight, however, so he'd have to keep that in mind. "Da sick booll look good, yah." It was the obvious choice and he wasn't about to disagree with that. These bison didn't appear to be the sort of prey to trifle with.