Who said food can't also be foe?

Wylan watched anxiously as his sister lured the moose to her next. He tensed from his place under the tree as the creature charged at her. His sister rolled away, and the angry moose hit the tree. This time, the hit clearly did some lasting damage and sank to the ground.

“Good idea!” He agreed, racing to his sister's side. “So, good day for a quiet walk?” He teased before they hit the loud wind funnel. This day had not gone at all as they had expected. Was it terrible that he'd actually had fun? “We should do it again some time!” He teased, but he meant it too. His siblings were growing up around him and he was desperate to hold them close.