Buffalo Gals Won't Ya Come Out Tonight [Jay]

Despite his age Tarnish was already displaying the patience of an adult, at least when it came to hunting. He hid and observed, trying to work out a plan of attack before risking giving himself away. He'd need to coordinate with both his companions in order to pull this off and even then it was going to be risky if not impossible. Oh well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. Even if it was a total fail if he came out of it with minimal injuries it would still be a successful learning experience. The wind was blowing gently, bringing the bison's scent right to him and his scent away. Perfect conditions. If they approached carefully they'd be able to get pretty close before they were noticed. Of course part of the plan was to be noticed. Someone needed to distract the mother bison.

A gentle caw from Worc caught his attention and he turned to see the earthen girl he'd hunted pronghorn with. He perked up at the sight of her. With her help they actually stood a chance. "Hey, good to see you again. Yea, there's a herd of bison over there, including some calves. One of the mother's is sickly and I think if one of us can distract the mother long enough the other might be able to take out the calf. We could split 50/50 if you want to help?"

Of course his companions would also be helping out. Worc was made for distracting and Eyra might be able to help with taking the calf down. Truth be told though, he'd only ever hunted small game with Eyra. This was well outside the jaguarundi's experience. But that's what they were here for, experience. His mother was sick, Ignis was busy, if he wanted to learn his trade of becoming a hunter then he was going to have to learn the old fashioned way.


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