Meadowlark Prairie Oh Lord, Heaven Knows We Belong Way Down Below [Pack Hunt]

It seemed as if everyone had reacted to the call. Of course, they did though, food was fleeting and they would all be hungry if things continued the way they did. In the distance, beasts roamed, much larger than the heards she was used to, but as a group, it was surely possible. One man spoke up, a weird bramble twined atop his head, his plan involved a similar strategy to that of a deer hunt.

She was fast, she could easily dodge the sways of a stampeding beast. If that is our approach, I am swift enough for a distraction. A few more to join me would be appreciated. She would not argue the strategy, she too craved their meat. Survival was always her game, and pack life had its own perks even if it meant looking out for more than just yourself.