Buffa-Low

Havoc gleefully continued to chase the buffalo herd further away as the rest of the hunting group fell back to take on one of the buffalo who had fallen behind. They had the kill well-handled with the three of them, even if the not-a-wolf was a bit leggy and scrawny, so Havoc worked at keeping the herd back. Buffalo were notoriously bad tempered and dangerous to turn your back on, so she kept them running rather than letting them stop and maybe start to think about stomping on a wolf or two just because they could. When she finally turned back, the herd having stampeded far enough away to not be trouble, the elderly bull bison was down and not moving anymore. No blood on her teeth, but oh well! Chasing the herd was its own fun, and now they could feast.