Moonspear one day, we may

She squinted off towards the prey. "Mhm. Bighorn sheep," she detailed, although sheep was plenty effective of a descriptor. All food. As for getting them, she hoped they could one day. But as just one experienced hunter, there was not much she could hope for alone without the possibility of great risk. "We would need more of the pack to do it, and likely we will soon.. For now, we can observe them -- see if any are weaker, and might be easier to bring down. Want to get a little closer?" she asked, although was already getting ready to slink on towards a new vantage point.