I just came back from hunting with my father, brother, and my pony Kohana. My ponys name Kohana means swift. We brought back buffalo and fish. The way we would hunt was my dad and brother would hide our scent under animal fur and stalk the buffalo and if they ran I would get on Kohana and use my bow and arrows to kill it. Once we killed it we brought it back to the “house” and skinned it for its fur and made blankets, we used the fat to put in the fire and cooked the meat. The bones were used for hunting weapons.