Path of Least Resistance.

Bison were big, angry things. Taiga was also big, but if she could make things less dangerous for herself, then she very well would. The lioness chose an area on a natural game path. A thick tree had fallen across the path, but it was nothing that the bison couldn't jump with ease. That was the plan. Dig a pitfall on the opposite side. She didn't even need to line it with sharpened sticks. The fall alone should snap some limbs. Afterwards, all Taiga would have to do is finish them off and warn the rest of the herd away. She'd be eating like royalty.

Downwind of the herd, the lioness began using her huge, snowshoe paws to scoop away layers of earth. Every now and again she had to break out the claws, but it was coming along just fine.

"Taiga"