Hometown Glory

Sebastian agreed to her suggestion with gusto, though Finley had a feeling he didn't fully get what she was saying.  That was perfectly fine with her - he'd get it soon enough.  She tore ahead, sprinting as quickly as she could in her excitement to get them to the herd as fast as possible.  In truth, she had no real hope of actually taking down any of the prey they sought.  All she really wanted was to run deep within the herb and to hear the thunder of their powerful hooves swarming all around them.

It was a sound that eventually Finley found to be just within her reach.  After a while, the pair came across the herd of buffalo, right where Elwood had said they would be.  Fin stared at them with fire in her eyes, but she held herself back to give her packmate a glance.  It was one thing to agree to hunting prey that could easily murder them with a well-placed kick while you were far away and shrieking playfully to the wind.  It was another to actually be looking at them, realizing just how huge they were.

But such "intimidation" would never stop Finley Blackthorn.  "Ready when you are," she said with a breathless grin.