They gathered in a bunch, heads out.

From beyond came the hunting-cry of the young dogs.

The heifers moved, but the bulls kept still.' It is but a dog yapping after a hare,' they said.
'Stand you still.' "But the hunting-cry drew nearer.

The cows lowered their heads, bellowing, and the heifers ran.

Wow! The young dogs cut one out, and raced her right to where the great mother of the pack crouched.