Hoshor Plains Bison Hunt 2 [Kaluktuk's Group]

Mountainwoman licked her fang with an eager grin, nodding at her leader for the time being. Aye, she chuffed back, scanning the herd for signs of quarry that would interrupt the hunt. It'd been long since she cornered prey strong enough to put up a fight, but her orders were to keep her eye on the horizon, to keep the mingled packscent safe. So she would, as best she could. The rake across her muzzle hadn't been from cowardice. 

She stood on the side of the group, tasting the air for signs of bison on the offense. Head level, eyes steady. Unshakable. Beasties' ain't gonna get none o'cha, she muttered to herself.