Raxta and Xoco waited above in the trees, following Herrick silently and watching him, curious as to his plan. A tool that would make a loud noise?
Guess they would find out!
Raxta crouched on the branch she perched on, tail twitching and eyes watching that male with feline focus. She cast a look toward Herrick as he played with one of his strange items, and then caught Xoco's eye and lifted her shoulders in the equivalent of a shrug. She wasn't sure how a strange stick with feathers on it would make any sort of sound--
And then came the bang, and the flash of light, and Raxta just about fell out of the tree as her heart tried to burst from her chest. Xoco jumped and let out a yowl, scrambling backwards against the trunk of the tree with wide, panicked eyes as her claws dug into the bark, and it took several seconds before even Raxta came back to her senses enough to realize that was the sound Herrick was talking about and no, they weren't in any danger!
She looked at Xoco, who was still wide-eyed and panting, and stepped over to her to butt heads with her.
"That was the signal. Come!"
Below them, the herd was in motion, and the limping male was falling behind. And as he entered the water, it was quickly apparent that it was going to be an issue. The river was no obstacle for a healthy buffalo, but for him, it was slow going as his hooves sank into the mud and the current pushed against him.
It was perfect.
And it was when he was chest deep in the water that Raxta leaped from the trees and landed on its back, claws sinking in as she clamped her jaws down on the back of its neck. Her jaws were strong enough that she could sever an animal's spine with a well-timed bite--but the buffalo bellowed and swung its head just in time, so her teeth caught more skin than muscle. The male panicked, thrashing in the water and trying to shake her as she hung on, but water and blood made his back slippery and she skidded part way off of him and into the water, still hanging onto his neck with her teeth--and knowing better than to let go, because if she did, he'd gore her with his horns or try to drown her.
Xoco sprang close behind her and landed on his back, but he was already thrashing and knocked the smaller jaguar into the water. And then he rounded on her as she swam to avoid his swinging head, while Raxta clawed at him to try to pull herself back atop him.