Blacktail Deer Plateau PACKTIVITY — Then the quiet explosion

I kept the details vague so that you may choose where your characters go. :)

The pack did not go very far before Peregrine stopped in a small copse, then wordlessly motioned for those who did not wish to participate to hang back. Gesturing for the rest to follow, the Alpha male led the way through the trees, heading about a quarter of a mile deeper into the territory, toward an area where the plateau's namesake deer herd frequently grazed on a small, open, grassy plain.

Without ever speaking a word, Peregrine split the larger group into three smaller hunting parties. One he directed to the left, the other to the right. They would arc around either side of the herd and wait in the wings just beyond the plain's furthest edge. Then there was the group that would attack the herd, forcing them into the woods to be ambushed. As leader of the hunt, the Alpha male stayed with this group.

Ready, he thought, his body language clearly conveying his intentions. Set. His legs coiled like a jaguar's. Go! With a loud growl, he broke into a gallop, breaking through the tree line and driving toward the herd, which began to scatter across the meadow and toward the trees where the rest of the hunters lay in wait.