Moonspear steal my sunshine

Rolled a 6 on a d20 :/

Well, they'd been correct on both the animal and the location of said animals. Toad didn't know how it happened or why. The stampede seemed almost immediate. Cloven hoofbeats and panicked snorts came toward them. Either they had done something to incite violence or, more likely, something had spooked the herd from the other side. Her eyes widened and she froze.

Bronco was quick to break through her fear, his voice striking through broken focus and pushing her to move, to run.
There was always danger associated with hunting — it was part of the thrill. A panicked herd with multiple mature males was not ideal. The prey had instantly turned the tables as the wolves tried to found a way out of the destructive path. Toad ran at an angle to the herd, charged by Bronco's snap. She tried as she ran to see the path of the herd, but it was fast and wild. She saw Bronco's muddied form disappear in the insanity, so the huntress made a split second decision to rubber band back toward the herd to see if her presence on the side lines would break them apart.

She summoned something that looked like fierceness within her, though it came out of fear for Bronco's safety. Her jaws snapped at the air menacingly as a triplet of does bounded fast at her. While they noticed the wolf, the deer hardly hesitated, lashing out at the brown wolf with sharp hooves.

Toad kept running, trying to find a way out of the herd or confuse them so they might split apart. It wasn't working. They were all in real trouble.