An Elephant Never Forgets

The blue kid backed down under the forceful force of her forceful wrath, and, somewhat mollified Havoc backed away to Medusa's side and turned her attention to the woman planning the hunt. So she and Little Boy Blue would be doing the chasing, with the plain woman and Medusa on either side and ahead of them, and the two big adult males would run keep it going straight. Seemed easy enough, and Havoc was really good at being annoying when she wanted to be. She hopped to her feet, pacing impatiently while everyone else got ready and started towards the elephant. Once they got to it, she poured on every ounce of annoying and threatening she could, snarling and barking and bouncing back and forth under the elephant's nose. It didn't take long before it turned to run. Havoc, still barking madly, settled in for a run after it, heckling it every time it tried to slow. The flankers kept it from turning, and then they were bursting through a line of bushes and there the gorge was, gaping open before them. The elephant threw its trunk up and trumpeted, trying to slow, but the pressure of the four wolves driving it forward had provided too much momentum for it to stop, even though it fell to its knees at the edge. It was sent tumbling over.