Rush of Evening

*Halla* · 09-27-2020, 01:38 PM

Halla stalked through the gulley, the light from day starting to fade as the sun neared the horizon. She was on the hunt for dinner when in the distance she heard the haunting cry of an elk not far off. Well, that was definitely an option if she could find one young enough. When she went to investigate she spied a small herd bedding down for the night at the edge of the gulley. She crouched down in the brush watching them, her keen eyes sweeping over the heard as she searched for any sign of weakness. There were some young elk yes but her attention immediately went to an injured bully. It stumbled as it moved to lay down and it was missing half of its rack. Battle wounds perhaps? Or had it fallen some how? She wasn't sure but it was definitely a decent target. Still, she would not be able to take a full grown bull herself, wounded or not.

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