Mammoth Mess [HUNT!]

Aoife wasn't inclined towards stillness in general, so as they waited for everything to be ready she grasped a stick in her agile paw and doodled mammoths in the dirt, much to Anja's amusement. The leopard, in contrast, was the epitome of stillness, practically statue like in her waiting poise. The cat was sworn to protect her from danger, though frankly she hadn't expected to be facing giant elephantine creatures when she'd chosen the tiny bard as her charge... but she would do what she could anyway.

Then the time had come, and when Jynn waved her torch towards an injured young mammoth, Aoife dropped her stick and took off with a yip of excitement, Anja keeping pace beside her. She kept well to the side of the creature and just back from level with his ear, barking madly at it to keep it from turning that direction as Jynn and Maeva's torches did the work of getting it to run.