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

Serem handed the baton to him. But before they could formally begin, the boy decided to make an absolute fool of himself and charged at the bison alone. The pack trickled after him in their own time. With a glower and a low rumble of irritation, Black Hat followed suit. He took up the rear of the beast as the women distracted it, catching the tender flesh of its flank in his teeth. With a satisfying rip and the sweet taste of blood, he retreated.

The bison bellowed in its frenzy, overwhelmed by the swarm of bodies and the sting of teeth in its side. It swung its massive head around to gore him with its sharp horns, but he nimbly dodged the blow. With its attention on the immediate threat, the hind end of the beast was left open to further attacks.