Roling, Rolling, Rolling

A loud crack caught his attention and he rolled to his belly, his short legs coiling underneath him as he tried to decide if he should flee or stick it out. Whatever was moving around sounded big and there weren't a ton of large animals on the island so it had to be- "Atlas!" Akselle purred as he saw the moose emerge through the brush with a chuff of greeting while he was chewing on some green stuff.

Akselle got to his feet and immediately went to try and rub his body against the moose's legs in greeting, his back arching as his tail lifted high in friendly greeting. "Are you busy? Would you like to go explore the island with me?"