The Sunspire Moosecraft

Pack hunt! @Rannoch , @Liffey , @Terance , @Nara , @Treason , @Olive , @Seabreeze , @Goldy , @Bronte , @Coelho , @Maia , @Hyacinth.
Participation is optional, though - the more we are, the more likely are the chances that they will down the moose. 

Will consist of 3 - 4 rounds:
1. Assembly of the pack wolves (probably 2 - 4 days time depending of the activity, though arriving later is also an option);
2. - 4. ACTION! Dicerolling the outcome for every action is strongly encouraged, but not mandatory.  Keep in mind - moose is standing in a pool of water at the moment, it is injured and therefore has a nasty temper. PPCs are tagged for visibility.

It was a lovely spring evening and we found Wraen in company of @Bernard near the waterfalls, where she tried to master fishing much to amusement of herself and her wolf-dog friend. She was dripping wet and laughing at her own mistakes and lack of skill. In the near vicinity there was @Witchbaby and the dark-pelted daughter of Olive @Cassiopea - either mousing or having other important business. And the rest of the pack was scattered accross the vast territories of Sunspire. All in all the atmosphere was very calm and relaxed - it had been a very long day and it was heading towards an uneventful night. 

However things changed in a matter of minutes, in which they first heard heavy footsteps, then caught the unmistakeable scent of a moose male and finally they saw the regal animal itself emerge from the cover of trees and bushes. It gave each of the assembled canids a dark look, snorted angrily, stomped it's hooved feet and charged straight at the pool of water, where Wraen was standing presently. She was no coward in general, but even she froze in fear and watched with wide eyes the approaching animal. That is - until a nudge from Bernard reminded her that this would probably be a good time to get out and away. 

She did and that was, when she noticed that not everything was quite alright with the animal. There was a rancid smell intertwined with the moose's natural odour and his rather ill-tempered manner, even now, when she and her friends were out of his way, just proved that her theory was right - he was not well (it would later turn out to be a festering wound in it's hind leg, but the viewer in question could not see it from that angle). Wraen thought for a little while and then seemed to have reached a decision - she caught the other two wolves with her glance and then turned to Bernard as well, telling them quietly: "Get the others!"

She watched them go, staying herself behind to wait and observe. She hoped that they would be able to assemble as many of their numbers as possible. They could not afford to miss this opportunity.