That's A Lot Of Bull...

The elephant chased and Bowen ran. She couldn't pay much attention to the others around her as playing her dangerous game of tag was taking all of her concentration. The russet fae soon caught sight of the wires that her brother had strung between two trees and once again, Bowen hoped that they would hold. She leaped over both sets of wire and the bull gave chase. The metal bit into its wide, pillar legs and soon it was brought down. The rest of the group rushed in to make the kill, but Bowen couldn't bring herself to do it. Something about killing such a strong, proud beast felt wrong to her. Deciding that the elephant was no longer a danger after the others rushed towards it, the small fae disappeared into the woods.

"Bowen"