100% Grass-fed
10-25-2020, 12:39 PM
And then they were four. Hattori was content to follow Halla's orders given that he'd seen her at work before and knew she was a capable individual. Her suggestion was sound, hunting a calf was tempting but at least with the young bull they wouldn't have to deal with an angry and defensive mother. Wyndelin was quick to kick things off, bursting into a sprint as he narrowed in on the bull. Rolling his shoulders in a last moment stretch, Hattori was hot on his heels following suit. The long grass tickled his ankles as he ran, keeping at a steady but brisk pace as they drove the bull away from the main bulk of the herd. If the bull had experience on his side he would have know to stand his ground, sick or not he could have easily held them at bay but there he was running as though his tail was on fire. Or attempting to at least. The bull had a wound on his hind leg, dirty and infected and if left untreated the beast would have surely met and slow and painful death. This was a mercy killing, really.