Moonspear Follow the neon in young lovers' eyes

If not the herd, he mostly watched Bronco for his cues--and wasn't going to dwell much on whatever it was that went between him and his brother, until a look past them made him wonder about Meerkat suddenly. Perhaps there was something he didn't know. Didn't want to know right now, so he was going to leave that alone and focus much more on their closing in.

As the time came, they shifted readily into their roles. Bronco took the lead, keeping the herd shaken up, and looked like Atlas fell into position near the calf, which they were soon able to start singling out while Antares still cruised wide around the bulk of their numbers, roughly trying to keep opposite Atlas, to press and pinch against him if needed be. Anyway, everything was going well so far so he started to close in further on the calf--only speeding it up a notch when it eventually noticed the commotion of the herd bustling about thanks to the Blackthorn, and started to try to bolt back their way.

He didn't get a last look at how Bronco fared so far, or exactly how far the other adults had scattered. In that instant, it seemed necessary to just prioritize the calf as it finally began a panicked flight. But, he had tabs on his brother thankfully and with a last mad dash, he tried to cut off its flight path by a snarling show, forcing it to arc it more towards Atlas--who might be able to volley it elsewhere, who knew at this point; Antares just didn't want it to get away so soon, but neither could he get close enough yet to do any damage unfortunately--though he was quick in hot pursuit to try to follow through, heading towards his brother now and hoping one Bronco was enough to keep the rest of them busy.