Nightmare on Elk Street

Aristaios moved silently through the underbrush, each step deliberate. He had been tracking with the ragtag group of hunters for the better part of the day, his senses attuned to their every movement. The scent of the elk bull lingered in the air, their next target. Aristaios was so eager to get acquainted. Elk were giant, strong, but with numbers they would succeed in felling the best of them — the reigning bull. At least that was the goal.

For now though, he searched for an opening, keeping himself within sight of each hunter so they could better coordinate their attack.


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