It’s feeding time.

As her mate followed her beta's suggestion, Tonravik's remained where she was. They all were in decent positions, and Tonravik stood in a low-crouch. The moose was thus far oblivious, and she saw what Iqniq did. She was still downwind, and her tail was rigid behind her as she took a step forward. The alpha female could smell its blood, and could note the tiredness in its movements. This hardly meant it would be an easy hunt, and there was plenty of danger involved even still. But with the three of them combined, it could be done.

She inched forward slowly... but looked to Nanuk and Iqniq. The Gamekeeper's own ears twitched, and now she gestured toward their quarry. It would begin when they moved; Tonravik would linger as they herded it toward her, toward the Spine.