Sunset Valley tautuk ∧

The thrum of hooves announced that the hunt had begun. Kigipigak had chosen his target and now all participants should be in position. 

Kukutux and Shikoba did their jobs well to slow and weaken the kill. With Inutsuk not far from reach, he could have joined in. Instead, he waited. The more distance the caribou was forced to run in the attempt to escape, the more tired it would become. As teeth and claws slashed from every angle, it would eventually grow frustrated. That would be the best time to strike, considering his physical abilities favored strength over speed. It was wiser to let the prey do all the running.

Moments later, as hoped, the creature did begin to slow. 

That was cue.

Charging in from the far side, Inutsuk moved up closer to the caribou's front. The beast's movements were flailed. If he missed his opportunity, antlers would come to meet him quicker than he could get away. 

A few hoof beats past before he jumped upward, jaws parted wide, aiming to snag over the snout. Only a second of distraction would send it stumbling over its own feet.