Seaside Moors a weak and repellent man at his worst

Heph had never attempted hunting on a scale that large - attempting to drive part of the herd over the ledge would allow them a greater kill. Glancing between the two of them she thought that the other canine looked intimidating enough for the ruse to work and the prospect of perhaps a whole pelt to bring back rather than having to split was tantalising, especially with young mouths in the pack. Her head nodded decisively, a grin on her face. "Let's see if we can herd them off the edge." Shifting her shoulders in a small stretch she shuffled to his right ready to go.