Ground Beef

Out hunting rabbits, Aslatiel came across the familiar scent of Star. The young wolf was instantly intrigued. Star usually meant a hunt. Asla was always up for killing large prey. Hooking her catch of rabbits in a tree, the striped lady made her way towards where she believed Star would be, her nose testing the wind as she went.

Soon they came into view and Aslatiel sidled up beside them, noting the pup on the other side. She bumped shoulders lightly with Star before gazing out over the herd of bison. "I'll help, of course." Purple eyes scanned the beasts. There was one off to the side that looked a little worn down. An old bull that was most likely at the end of his life. The meat would be tough, but he might very well be the easiest to take down. She pointed him out to the pair.