The yearling eagerly agreed to help and while the cat said nothing he could gather she was ok with the plan for she slunk off into position. He had to admit he admired the grace with which she moved. Coran waited patiently until he was sure the cat was in position, his augur buzzard letting out a piercing call before landing nearby in a tree. The sound and movement immediately caught the gaur's attention as it lifted its head to eye the bird. Did it think the vulture was waiting for it to drop?
Coran took advantage of the distraction to start slinking forward, carefully positioning himself opposite the tigress with the gaur between them. Once again his pelt melted into the autumn grasses as he moved closer and closer to their prey, he kept an ear out for the others and once he felt they were in position he darted forward. Coran snarled loudly and the startled gaur stumbled to its feet. However, it didn't run right away, instead it twisted around, head sweeping low as it tried to gore him. Coran danced out of the way and bit into the gaur's hind leg. The beast bellowed, twisting around again.
Coran shifted his fangs to the tail, doing his best to heckle the beast forward. Eventually with the work of the wolves the gaur turned to run. It bolted first off to the left but Coran swiftly got in front of the beast, steering it back on track toward the tiger.