moose it or lose it

The thrill of the hunt was on! His chest thrummed with the rhythm of their paws over the thick ice, claws digging into the ground as the moose swayed from their efforts. His ears perked at the taunting girl and an overly eager grin flashed at the white boy, he was taking that silly girl for granted... After his attempt to trip the moose, he spun and slammed his teeth at the beast's neck, intent on shredding its jugular and spilling its blood over the ground. He would push his forelegs against the massive neck and attempt to wrench the trachea free from its confines of muscle and fur.