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Toad had to think about his question for a moment, looking toward the sky and the tree boughs above them. She tried to remember if her mother had ever told her how to bring a bison down, but she couldn't think of it if she had. Perhaps she had been too young to care about hunting tactics if she was told. She had a tendency anyway to only learn hunting by doing rather than listening. Hunting was something she had learned from her brothers and aunts and uncles in the pack instead of her mother.
I don't, she admitted, looking at Osiris with an apologetic frown. I'd imagine something that big, you'd have to be persistent, get them to run for as long as possible, she posited, wondering if such a strategy would work. Really, she had no idea if that was the case, but that was how other big animals worked. Moose were practically impossible because they stuck to the woods and conserved their energy for a fight. She wondered if bison did the same thing.