Big Salmon Lake If you ask me to

The pair of wolves had a long, trying race ahead of them. The cow wheeled away from the group and, being unable to rejoin them, cantered off in another direction. Though she wasn't any master hunter, and in fact never hunted elk, Saena was pleased with this outcome and could tell it'd gone perfectly. Elwood was rushing the elk away from her comrades, and Saena was all too glad to fall in with him, breathing hard as they spurred her into a flat-out run.

The cow was far larger than any deer Saena'd ever gone after. Instinct told her that it wouldn't be wise to snap at this one's sides and hocks without first exhausting it, even if her limited experience told her that was how to hunt. So she chose to bide her time, keeping pace but not over-exerting herself, to watch and wait for signs that the cow's energy was failing her. She glanced sidelong at Elwood, searching his form and technique for cues on how she should carry herself and what to do next.