Bearclaw Valley Am I being too greedy by even asking this question

The shitty ache in her chest and face weren't had in vain; the moose was almost theirs. Blondine looked to the rest of her party with a few gathering barks to make sure that they were all on the same track before quickly setting off to the tail the prey. Xan was nearby making an attack of his own so she tried to stay out of his way, though she didn't hesitate in participating. 

It was the rear left leg that had clipped her, so that was exactly what she went for. Maybe it was a stupid idea, but it was what she needed to do to feel satisfied, so as soon as she drew in close enough, Blondine lunged for the tender flesh encasing the joint of the moose's knee. After all, if his legs didn't work, then how could he run?