Ram that Ram [hunt!!]

Okay, well let's give the ram 15/20 HP ...since he has been butting heads. Each attack, or motion we do, we can roll a 5 sided dice to dictate the physical/mental damage done. There isn't really a right or wrong way to roll for prey. When he reaches 0/15, the ram can be killed with a finishing blow. Coolio?

Code:

[ooc]
Current HP: 15/20
Damage Inflicted: /*roll 1d5[/ooc]

(don't forget to remove the asteriks)

Their eye's met and Fedie's plume flagged her down, a clear sign he wanted to partake in this hunt. Though he was minuscule in the distance, Tuwawi knew him to be a strong, sizable wolf. Perhaps with her speed and his brawn, their efforts would be fruitfully rewarded. Her rust colored ears twisted, to let him know his signal had been received, before she slunk close to the ground... ready to scatter the preoccupied rams.

Like a cougar, she approached. Silent. Unassuming. Coiled and ready to spring. The art of hunting was her craft of choice, and she took great pride in this skill. Though she was a wolf not known for immense strength or power, she was spry with great endurance. That, coupled with her vast knowledge of prey, designed an imposing huntress by any measure.

Their quarry became successively fatigued with each bash of their curled horns, and blooms of heather tickled her belly as she waited for a golden opportunity. The next one... she would charge. The goats reared up, and just before their collision, Tuwawi kicked off into a sprint. She rounded them on their portside, voiceless in her approach. As the prey staggered backwards they realized what beasts loomed nearby minutes too late. Like a streak of red fire the ember coursed close, fangs drawn into a fierce snarl as she aimed to nip at their heels. They bleated, surprised by this attack, and immediately darted away... right towards Ferdie.

Current HP: 15/20
Damage Inflicted: 4