Munch Them Mammoths

Torrent listened as Alarr detailed their mission, and everyone began to speak up with ideas. Not being either a clawed wonder, nor particularly craft-inclined, and certainly not a hunter, she had little to add to the conversation except a sour grunt when Asvor mentioned poisons. "If we're eating these things let's not poison ourselves along with them," she objected, then got up to pace. "If it's a stamina game we really just need to do one massive attack and let them run themselves to death, don't we? Are they armored, or just big? If we disembowel them they won't be going far without dragging their guts all over the plains and if they go to bay they'll bleed out and die anyway." She bared her great fangs in an anticipatory, and predatory, grin that was at least half snarl. It pulled at her healing scars, but she ignored it. "I have no problem with getting in there and getting it done if you lot distract it with your climbing and... rock chucking or whatever." She rolled her shoulders, chimeric eyes distant as she was already focusing on the fight to come. While, sure, the possibility of being stomped was certainly there, she also clearly didn't care, and relished the opportunity to throw herself into Death's realm and challenge Her.