Come on, girls, are you ready to play?

Enyo watched as the others surged forward, their snarls and howls filling the night air, and a fierce thrill shivered through her. Her icy blue gaze locked on the towering bull that now found itself isolated, exposed. It was magnificent. Massive and defiant. A muscular beast with horns gleaming under the moonlight as it challenged the predators encircling it. But even such a beast had weaknesses, and Enyo was well-versed in exploiting them.

The commotion of her packmates was organized chaos, each wolf knowing their role in this performance. Ripper and his brothers were relentless. Redrum, with his bold movements, was the hammer driving the wedge deeper between the bull and its herd, the separation now absolute. Identification was there, and Enyo didn't mind in the least. She knew the woman was agile or at least she seemed to be. Everybody mattered, every wolf was needed.

Enyo’s body tensed, her muscles taut beneath her thick fur as she circled wide, positioning herself just outside of the bull’s range.

Now.

With an explosive burst of power, Enyo lunged forward, her paws thundering across the ground as she closed the distance. She angled her approach low, her intense gaze never wavering from her target. In one powerful leap, she launched herself at the bull, her broad chest and strong forelimbs slamming into its side. Her claws sank into its thick hide, her weight throwing it off balance just enough for her to make her move.

Enyo scrambled up, her muscular body straining as she climbed onto the bull’s back. The bull let out an enraged bellow, its massive frame bucking violently as it attempted to throw her off. Enyo gritted her teeth, her jaws clamping down on the back of its neck, her powerful limbs clinging tightly. She could feel its muscles rippling beneath her, every thrash sending shockwaves through her body, but she held on, her focus absolute. The bull twisted, its powerful hind legs kicking out in a desperate attempt to dislodge her, but Enyo was relentless. She was a creature forged for this. A powerhouse of strength and tenacity. Her thick neck and sturdy frame absorbed the impact of the bucking. Even if she didn't do a lot of damage, she was heavy enough to slow it. Make it easier for others. If needed she would jump off.

She could hear Redrum’s voice in her mind, his command clear: Bleed it. Overwhelm it.

And that was precisely what she intended to do.

With a fierce growl, Enyo shifted her grip, her jaws releasing only to snap down again, this time lower, aiming for a vulnerable spot between the bull’s shoulder blades. Her bite was unyielding, her crushing jaws tearing into its flesh as she felt the warm rush of blood spill into her mouth. The taste only fueled her further, her muscles burning as she rode out each of the bull’s desperate attempts to throw her.

Tonight, they would feast, and the land would be theirs.

"SPEECH"