Stone Circle The mess is mine

Brynn kept her position until she felt the bison draw its last breath. Finally she let go, blood staining her face where she had sliced into the creature's flesh. She panted heavily from exertion as and exhilarated grin spread across her face. A bison was a formidable prey, and they had worked together to successfully take this one down; it was a good feeling. Valette released a triumphant howl, followed by Greyback and then one of the pups, Arlette. Brynn wasted no time lifting her muzzle to the sky to release a howl of her own, the wolf music drifting across the plains to tell of their successful hunt.