Hushed Willows Avengers... time to work for a living.

Between the four of them, they'd get the job done.  Probably.  Banner watched as her brother explained things to Silas and reiterated the importance of Tambourine staying put.  To his credit, the kid seemed to want to listen and had plopped his little rear down to get front row seats.  She shrugged at that and shot Stark a grin.  Progress was progress.

She focused on their wounded target once more and noted happily that it didn't seem to be going anywhere.  The lack of its bretheren meant very good news for the small group of Marauders, too - no interference and much less chance of the younger among them sustaining injury.  Banner flicked her tail and motioned for Kirin head in her direction.

Together, the pair of wolves used a wide berth to skirt around the injured moose, both of them careful to stay out of sight until the moment was right.  It took a little while of quiet manuevering, but they were finally in place on the opposite side of the beast.  She kept a keen eye on her brother, waiting for a signal to dart out and distract it with the ultimate goal of Stark and Silas attacking from the opposite direction.  If all went as planned, they'd do quite well for themselves.