Moosy Moosy

Kotori hadn’t planned to go so far as the grassy plains of his youth but the scent of his prey had traveled his way.  Kotori stepped into the long grass, quietly trodding along.  Their old paths were all but gone and Kotori could lower his frame a bit and remain almost unseen.

Kotori’s prey couldn’t hide so easily though and likely it didn’t feel a need to.  The young moose was apparently old enough to not have a mom near him but there was no doubt with its tall yet lanky form it was a younger adult.  A young moose was still a tasty meal and Kotori started a long walk around the animal, intending to get behind it.  Something this size would be better with a companion but Kotori didn’t mind a challenge.  This was really more than he needed but too good to pass up.

"Kotori"