Stone Circle Tonight we feast

Hearing from Cebra that this bison was infact injured by one of it's one made Howl less concerned with whether or not the rest of the herd would come after them once they moved in on this bison. After all, why would a male bison injure a female, just to come to her rescue. But these beasts weren't wolves and thier unpredict ability was part of thier reputation.

When Valette announced the plan he gave her a hard nod. He didn't know many of the other pack members, though he tried to give each and everyone of them a friendly head nod as they flowed in. Cebra was one of the first ones to dive in as she rushed for the bison's stomach and gut area. A leathal spot to choose for both the bison and for Cebra if she wasn't careful. The bison, like Cebra said, had some fight still left in her. Howl rushed to the other side of the bison, away from it's flailing legs. He would have gone right for the throat, but Valette had claimed that spot and so her went to stand over the bison, placing his front paws on the her side before taking a large bite into her armpit and lung area. 

The bison flailed it's front leg, but Howl was determined to hold on and tear open the exposed flesh. He could taste the blood in his mouth and with every move the bison made the harder and deeper down his teeth dug.