Dawnlark Plains XXXVIII

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the herd began to seethe and split, provoked by the two parties of runners augur had set to chase off the rest of the herd.

as the milling legs surged, the protective circle of horns around the mother and infant broke. she was harried and horrified, nostrils flaring, eyes rolling. her calf was tiny, its legs still in the moments of growing strong.

augur drove himself forward, catching a glancing blow from another bison as it thundered past he and his forehunters.

the man's shoulder would bruise but he had their quarry locked now. she ran and he followed, signalling with raised grey plume that the five should follow and seek to ground the cow with their strength and teeth.

the calf bawled loudly in the din.