Stjarna headed toward the center of the prairie where they had seen a bison herd. Ideally, Star wanted to take down one of the big ones for the horns but with just themself and their scrapping companion a calf was the most likely target. Star glanced at the pup that was trailing behind. He was a fair sized pup and eager to help out though Star still wished that Halla had come along instead of staying behind with one of the boy's mothers. Ah well, beggars couldn't be choosers and if worse came to worse they could use the pup as bait or something. At least the kid was good at following orders. Star settled down into the grass to eye the bison herd as it moved through, grazing on the summer grasses of the prairie. There didn't seem to be any immediately noticeable weaknesses but that could change quickly if they got the herd running. The weaker animals always fell to the back.
