Their hunting trip led them northward to the Marble Wash. Naturally, on a trip this long, they were accompanied by the boy's mother but she had no intention of participating in the hunt herself unless things went very poorly. The woman settled off in the bushes while Stjarna gazed down at the grazing caribou herd. It was massive. There were so many animals that they likely numbered over a hundred. That made things difficult. There could be any number of targets though they did have a good long expanse of open space in which to chase and test the herd. Star spied an injured cow not too far from the back of the herd. Calling to the young wolf he started heading that way. Seeking to better position their attack.

Úlfr scrambled across the tundra, keeping right on the heels of the older man while his mother lingered behind. He'd never hunted caribou before but he was excited to try. He could certainly say the cooler, northern air agreed with him. Right now it was so hot in the south that for much of the day he didn't want to do anything except nap in the den. His jaw dropped when he saw the herd. There were so many! So how were they going to do this. He looked to Star but the older wolf just started moving toward the back of the herd. Maybe he was going to get a better view from which to explain things? Úlfr certainly hoped so. The boy scrambled after the older wolf, not wanting to get left behind.

"Aslatiel Fatalis" Dark paws carried the girl to the north. She had picked up the trail of the black and white boy that she'd met during the last hunt and they were traveling together. She and Beat had made some good headway on their journey. Caribou was the intent. As they moved along, she picked up another trail. Lowering her nose, she came to the realization that Star, Ulfr and his mother had gone this way as well. Recently too. "If we hurry, we can catch them!" By the time they arrived, Star and Ulfr were already out and moving towards the herd. Aslatiel put a kick in her step and raced out to meet them. As usual, she dropped into hunting mode, spacing out from them so they could get a wider spread to separate the herd.

"Beat Destruction" Beat had met up with Aslatiel and she had persuaded him to come hunting with her. Really, she didn't have to do a lot of persuading. The young wolf was a pushover when it came to pretty ladies. She could have asked him to jump off a cliff with her and he would have had a hard time saying no. The small lady brought Beat from his thoughts, mentioning the pair that they had hunted with before. As she sped up, so did he. Taking his cue from the others as they came into view, the monochromatic boy took the far point. The herd saw them and began to filter slowly forward. It wasn't until the quartet of canines began to run at them that the ungulates really kicked it into high gear and went tearing away.

Star hadn't gone to far when they were joined by Aslatiel and another young male they'd hunted with before. Star grinned and gave a quick nod. Extra jaws were always appreciated when hunting large prey. Stjarna wasn't able to really state what their target was but they felt pretty certain the other wolves would bit it up and once the herd was running the weaker animals would fall behind anyway. As the wolves closed in the caribou started to move quicker before breaking out in a dead run. Their hooves thundered over the tundra. Star put on a burst of speed, closing in on the injured cow that was already beginning to fall behind but it was a risky task. Star had to slow several times to avoid getting run over by larger, healthier animals.

Úlfr resisted the urge to chirp out a hello when he saw the two familiar wolves joining the hunt. Now this was really going to be fun. The young wolf settled into the grass to await his cue to go. Once again his job was to help get the caribou running and to make sure he didn't get stepped on, especially when going after an animal in a herd this size. He was itching to start herding but his mother had been very explicit in her instructions. If he were to get injured, even a little scrap, he wouldn't be allowed to hunt like this for months. That would be the worst. So he was forced to practice caution. However, once the animals started running adrenaline kicked in. Úlfr darted forward with a spirited yell and snapped at the nearest animals to hurry them along so the older wolves could make a kill.

Asla stirred up the herd, careful of the ones that flew up from behind. They could be quite dangerous. Horses, for example, would take any opportunity to crush their attackers. She wasn't sure if caribou were the same, but it was best to avoid that situation anyway. She ran and growled, eyes scanning the crowd for a decent target.

Up ahead a big male stumbled during its attempt to flee. The sound of its pain cut through thre thundering hooves and Asla altered her course. Coming up closer, she noted that the bucks leg had snapped and it was weakly hobbling away. A soft call to the ready of her hunting party alerted them to this prime, fat target.

Beat was at a loss. On one side Star was going after an injured cow. On the other side, Aslatiel was going after an injured buck. What did he do? After halting for but a moment, Beat rushed towards Star. His cow could still move whereas Aslatiels wouldn't be going anywhere fast.

The big boy caught up with the other wolf and launched himself at the cow. Teeth snapped at one heel and the caribou went stumbling onto the ground. He leaped upon it, holding the struggling creature down so Star could finish it off. Only when it was dead would he go to help Aslatiel.

Stjarna kept pace with the herd and the moment they saw an opening they darted forward, paws kicking up dirt as they closed the distance to the injured cow. Star nipped at the animals heels, carefully trying to herd it away from the greater throng. They hadn't gone far when the yearling's call rang out. Star hesitated for only a moment but in that moment Beat came up to help him. They'd need to slay this one quick then help the girl with the other caribou. As the cow stumbled and fell, Star sprinted forward and quickly seized it by the throat, arms wrapping around its neck to keep his body in close. It kicked at him but in such close proximity with him between it's front legs it couldn't generate enough force to really push him off. In moment's it had passed. They'd have time before other predators moved in.

He quickly sprinted after the buck that Asla was harrying. He came up along side it, snapping at the leg diagonal from the broken one, seeking to force it to stumble and fall.

Úlfr bounced from caribou to caribou, snapping at any that were moving to slow compared to the rest of the herd. He was having the time of his life running about and feeling the rush of the hunt. He slowed his pace as he heard Aslatiel howl. There was another injured caribou? He eyed the wounded buck. Beat and Star were going for the cow. Someone had to help Asla! Putting on a brave face he growled to psyche himself up then charged toward the bull. He wouldn't try to bring it down but maybe he could help scare it enough so it would trip. He snapped at the hind legs, skidding to a near stop as it tried to kick him. Ok, this was more dangerous than he thought. Úlfr backed off, seeking to try and harry it from a safer distance. Thankfully, the other seemed to have dealt with the cow and were now moving in on the buck.

"Aslatiel Fatalis" The older wolves hurried towards the cow that they'd originally targeted which was fine. This buck wasn't going anywhere. The snap of the leg had been clean and the limb bounced around. The caribou panted in pain, releasing squeals of distress periodically. She almost felt bad for that bit. Almost. When the others finally came, Aslatiel only needed their presence to act. As Star harried the buck, Asla rushed forward and leaped, sinking her teeth into the back of its neck as she climbed the beast. Ulfr came close, but ended up backing off, which was good. Couldn't have him getting hurt. Soon the trio of wolves had the buck on its side. With well placed bites, its life was soon ended and their hunt was a success.

"Beat Destruction" With the cow dying quickly from the brute force of the two large males, the duo rushed over the aid Aslatiel with her kill. Seeing them arrive, the girl quickly leaped upon the caribou, holding on with her weird claws. This time Beat took the head. As the beast struggled, he sprung upwards, latching his jaws around the bucks throat and pulling it to the ground. With the three of them biting and tearing at the flesh, the injured buck soon died. It had never stood a chance. The wolves were just too good. Collapsing onto his belly beside the dead buck, Beat panted to cool off. This was the north, but summer was still summer. He wondered just how they were going to divvy up the kills and, more importantly, how they were going to get the meat back to their homes.