Stjarna headed toward the center of the prairie where they had seen a bison herd. Ideally, Star wanted to take down one of the big ones for the horns but with just themself and their scrapping companion a calf was the most likely target. Star glanced at the pup that was trailing behind. He was a fair sized pup and eager to help out though Star still wished that Halla had come along instead of staying behind with one of the boy's mothers. Ah well, beggars couldn't be choosers and if worse came to worse they could use the pup as bait or something. At least the kid was good at following orders. Star settled down into the grass to eye the bison herd as it moved through, grazing on the summer grasses of the prairie. There didn't seem to be any immediately noticeable weaknesses but that could change quickly if they got the herd running. The weaker animals always fell to the back.

Úlfr was excited to accompany the older man on a hunt. Halla said he was trustworthy and Valdís trusted Halla so he was allowed to go. Not that she wasn't far behind. She was hanging out on the border of the gulley while Halla prepared some healing items in case someone got hurt. Úlfr was just glad to finally be old enough to hunt with the adults. He'd been on a few hunts with Valdís and was eager to try hunting with a new set of wolves. Plus, Star seemed nice even if he…err… they, were a bit confusing. Úlfr crouched down near Star, looking out at the bison. Wow! There were so many of them! How were they going to pick one to hunt. He looked expectantly at the older wolf, wondering what the more experienced one was thinking.

Out hunting rabbits, Aslatiel came across the familiar scent of Star. The young wolf was instantly intrigued. Star usually meant a hunt. Asla was always up for killing large prey. Hooking her catch of rabbits in a tree, the striped lady made her way towards where she believed Star would be, her nose testing the wind as she went.

Soon they came into view and Aslatiel sidled up beside them, noting the pup on the other side. She bumped shoulders lightly with Star before gazing out over the herd of bison. "I'll help, of course." Purple eyes scanned the beasts. There was one off to the side that looked a little worn down. An old bull that was most likely at the end of his life. The meat would be tough, but he might very well be the easiest to take down. She pointed him out to the pair.

As Beat padded along, he noted three wolves standing on the edge of a herd of bison. The old Beat would have tucked tail and slunk away, but he was the new and improved Beat. The young man was becoming more social and the more he interacted with others, the more comfortable he became with it. Besides, he could go for a bite of bison.

Padding forward, he did tuck his ears a bit so that he looked less threatening. He was rather large and a little odd looking with his half and half pelt. "Hey, my name's Beat. Can I hunt with you?" His tail wagged lightly back and forth as he approached. His blue and purple swirled orbs shifted to look out over the prairie. There were so many bison out there. A lot of calves, but with four of them, they could take down something larger than a calf for sure.

Star grinned at the familiar voice as he turned to see the yearling woman they'd hunted with a few times before. Her claws were a valuable asset on a hunt. A yearling male came not soon after and he nodded. "Nice to meet you beat. You can call me Star." Stjarna knew their name could be a bit difficult and time was of the essence anyway. Turning sharp eyes back to the heard, they noticed a cow limping along near the center of the herd. It was hard to say for sure what had caused the injury but there was no mistaking the awkward gait. "Ok, there's an injured cow limping near the center of the herd. Úlfr, and… I don't know that I caught your name." He looked to the yearling. "I'll need you and Úlfr to get the herd running and separate the cow from the rest of the herd. Úlfr, you are to get them running only. Don't get squished! Beat and I will work on bringing the cow down."

Úlfr was delighted when two more wolves came to join them. This would make for a better hunt. He was less pleased that he would get to do any of the biting but he knew he should be glad to have been allowed to come along in the first place so he agreed. He'd do his best to get them running. Once the plan was laid out he looked to the yearling girl then bounded forward through the grass. He did have to quite literally bound as it was nearly over his head. As he neared the herd Úlfr let out a fierce snarl and snapped at the nearest bison. It was a yearling and jumped suddenly at the appearance of the young wolf. It bellowed and bumped right into the bison next to it who stumbled and took off running. One by one they started barreling forward.

"Aslatiel," the young lady gave her name with a grin before setting off in the direction of the bison. Star had laid out the plan. She and the pup would run the herd while Star and the newcomer, Beat, would attack. It worked for her. She was pretty easy going when it came to hunting. She didn't always need to be the one to make the kill.

With a pull of her skull to the young boy, Asla moved out into the open. By the time she threw herself into a lope, the boy was already whooping and giving chase. With a snort and a chuckle, Aslatiel followed. She snarled and snapped, scattering the herd so that they could get to their target in the middle. She had eyes on the cow. Its gait was distinctive due to its limp. She kept one eye on the boy though to make sure that he didn't get trampled. Sometimes Bison could be infected with bravery. Hopefully not this time.

They were going to allow him to join them. The older boy swished his tail back and forth, a grin on his face. He was a little new to hunting, but he knew that he had the potential and the power to do what needed to be done. The girl gave her name and Beat tucked his ears against his skull for a moment. He was in that stage where girls were like angels. He didn't want to admit it, but they made him so shy! He was almost glad when she left, but instantly he wanted her to come back as well. Hormones were confusing.

The youngest of them moved off to do their part and Beat moved off to do his. He edged along the side of the prairie and found a place to hide. His eyes never left the injured cow. He assessed the situation as the herd began to run. As expected, she fell back, unable to keep pace with the healthy bison. Beat darted out of his hiding place and ran to cut the cow off. The giant beast skidded to a halt and bellowed, lowering its head as if to gore him, but he wasn't close enough. It was all a show of bravado. He wouldn't attack until the older wolf was there to help run interference. That much he had learned.

Aslatiel and Úlfr got the hunt started, chasing after the bison and exciting them to run. Star took off close behind, seeking to keep up with the quicker wolves and zeroing in on their target. As the bison scattered and ran the wounded cow soon moved from the middle of the herd to the back as she struggled to keep up. Beat sprang out of hiding and cut the cow off. She skidded to a halt, making a show as if she was going to fight. Star didn't stop but instead dove right for the cow's throat. Fangs latched hold of the cow, just below the jaw bone, the wolf's weight pulling her head to the ground. She shook her head violently, starting to move forward. Star hoped the others would jump on soon to slow the cow. Moments passed and soon the cow began to weaken, falling to its side where it eventually passed.

Úlfr loved running! He raced after the bison, snapping at their heels to pressure them to run. At one point a boisterous cow twisted back around to try and gore him but the youth was quick and danced out of the way, moving to heckle an old bull instead. Soon the target was separated from the rest of the herd. Úlfr hung back at first, not knowing if he was allowed to get involved. Eventually, though, excitement took over and he darted forward as the cow stumbled, biting into the back, just in front of the hips where he was out of the way of hooves and horns. He practiced thrashing his head to worsen damage like he saw the older wolves doing. The struggle continued for awhile until the cow eventually fell still and it was time for the wolves to eat.

Keeping pace with the injured cow, Asla waited until the larger wolves showed and took their places before she attacked. Once Star had their teeth locked in, Asla ripped forward and threw her weight onto the cow, leaping onto its back and holding on with her claws. As it fell to thre ground, she back pedaled, standing on its side instead. With Star biting the throat, Asla put her weight on its neck, holding thre bison still as best as she could until it eventually died.

Settling back, the girl panted. Again, she praised her own hunting prowess. She was really good at this sort of thing. The rest of the hunting party had done their parts well. She was ready to feast.

The monochromatic wolf flew forward biting into the neck and Beat did the same, only his teeth locked around the base of the skull. Together, the two largest wolves brought the bison to the ground with their weight. A moment later the pup and the girl were there as well. Beat was amazed at the girls moves, but did his best to pay attention.

In time, the cow was dead. The pup seemed happy to be allowed to help and had done a number to the area where he'd bitten. Well... he was hoping to skin it, but there was no use for a hide with a hole. No matter. Settling in behind one meaty shoulder, Beat began to feed.