Firefly Glen The more I see I understand

The three of them were lean, and swift. And the three of them knew how to utilize one another. They had watched their parents and pack hunt often enough, and practiced themselves upon spry and swift rabbits. They would separate from one another, and reappear front, left, and center—confusing the prey, startling it. But their youthful excitement prevented them from actually catching the creature; they'd glee over their near-triumph, and distract one another while their rabbit escaped. 

Not this time, though. Father was watching! And he encouraged them, which encouraged her further. Hydra chuffed to Lyra, and then to Alya: divide, then unite, and conquer! And Lyra moved one way, and Alya would likely move the other, while Hydra would stay her course and gallop onward. Most unexpectedly (and unfortunately) for their runaway "prey", her sisters would reappear to dive into their attack. 

Hydra gained on the raven woman, striding headlong and with intent. She was quiet, and her tail waved whilst she sprinted. And when she felt Sassafrass was close enough, she made a bid for the others leg, snapping hellishly at the others heels—she was the perfect distraction! She then began to bark sharply, the sound eager and excited—the cue for her sisters to join her.