Frozen TV Dinners [Pack Hunt]

Brandr dipped his head in respectful greeting as Theory answered his call. "I'm not sure yet but there are a number of yearlings in the herd. I think one of those will make an acceptable target." Of course he was open to things changing as the hunt went on. It was possible there was some weakness or injury that he couldn't pick out that would show itself if they got the herd to stampede. Sooner or later the weakest would fall behind. He grinned as Twig joined them, knowing her to be a trusty hunting partner. She was soon followed by Thalia. He didn't know this last woman very well but that was no matter. They had enough for their hunt.

"Thank you for coming. There's a herd of bison in the plains with yearling calves. Currently, they are huddled together for warmth. We must get them to panic and stampede so we can try and split away one of the smaller ones. There's not much point planning further ahead. We'll need to work on the fly." With that he turned and headed toward the herd. There was no reason to try sneaking up on them. The snow flattened the grasses and with almost no cover they'd be seen coming and that was fine with Brandr. He wanted them to see him coming, a massive wolf intent on claiming one of their lives.

Brandr snarled and growled as he pressed close to the herd. A young male stamped his hooves and shook his head to show off his horns. Brandr began to circle the herd, trying to unsettle the bison, searching for a particularly nervous animal he could use to get them to scatter. The bison formed a defensive circle around the young. They were not interested in moving… not yet.