Buffalo run

ooc. sorry for hella late response, I didn't anticipate leaving y'all waiting this long

Of the group that had come together to form the hunting party, they were certainly a ragtag bunch. Two titanic mountain dwellers and two fae with ruddy, earthen toned coats. A good group for what was ahead. The leggy fae, a kind of canine that they had never seen before this, would be well suited to chasing down any kind of prey. The impromptu leader of their party cast his critical eye upon them, and asked for suggestions. The giant remained still and silent, mottled gaze drifting to both of the others as they spoke up with their own suggestions. With a soft grunt, they nodded their head towards the young female who spoke up last. "My clan has been hunting in the mountains for generations, and that's usually our go-to." they rumbled with a small smile.

"We could also drive them towards the edge instead," they offered, turning their gunmetal eyes to the gorge that lay ahead. There were parts of the cliff face that dipped into natural inlets that tracked further down the sheer face in narrow trails, but the steep drops in between were more than useful for driving prey to their demise. "letting gravity do the heavy lifting will keep us from gettin' gored by one of them. The thing about bison is they don't turn very fast, so even if most of them turn away from the cliff, there will be one or two that don't turn in time, and we can drive them over the edge. The basin is relatively calm, so we can break down the kill there and drag the rest up once that's done." the words tumbled freely from dark lips as they turned their attention back to the group.

A heavy shrug of burly shoulders followed up their less than detailed plan, and the giant glanced between the other three in search of agreement or dissent. They weren't married to the plan, but it was certainly a tried and true method.