sweetheart, is this a date?

It would not take long for Taiga to make her decision. The gentle bump of her shoulder guiding his attention to the young bull off toward the edge of the herd. Ah, nothing too weak or diseased, but also nothing they couldn't handle. A smile warms his features as he reaches over to press his nose into her neck, affectionately nuzzling her before continuing their hunt.

Slowly creeping through the tall grasses, Raumr slinks toward their target. Step after step, pausing sometimes when the bison looked their way, they eventually would come close enough. Hidden by their surroundings that just barely went past their massive shoulders, Raumr waits. His paws knead the dirt beneath him as he glances over at Taiga. As soon as she was in place and ready, he would pounce.

Minutes pass, the bison continue to graze. The young bull bugles, attempting to catch the attention of the females. Little did it know it had their attention as well. And as soon as Taiga gave him the signal, he was off. Bursting from the grass with a giant leap, he bounds over to the young bull who grunts in surprise, twirling around to face them defensively with horns lowered.