Takin' Da Talk

Jynn kept on the heels of the cow, hanging back just slightly in case the beast tried to kick. It was a gamble for the takin. If it tried to kick it would lose its momentum and the wolves would gain but it would also have a chance of causing serious injury or death to its pursuers. It was a similar gamble with the horns, especially as the old takin was falling notably behind the group now. Jynn's slender neck lanced out, fangs drawn as she nicked the back of the cow's leg. It was far to big for her to hold it but that wasn't the point. Almost on instinct the cow tried to kick back, the stumbled.

Jynn narrowly avoided the hooves. Springing up along the cows other side, opposite Asahi. Twisting in she leapt for the back of the cows head, fangs latching onto its neck. The sudden weight on its neck causes the cow's head to dip nearly to the ground as it stumbled awkwardly, struggling to keep going. Blood flowed hot into her jaws and she hoped the young wolves could still the takin long enough for the kill to be complete for in this position she was vulnerable to being stepped on by the large front hooves.