Blacktail Deer Plateau Be strong tonight

The sound of voices nearby caused the cow to lift her head, water spooling from her mouth like silver thread from a reel. Her ears fell back and she grunted under her breath, swiveling as quickly as she could considering her great size. Her grown son pressed restlessly against her and the two faced the source of the sounds, though they couldn't see anything in the deep, dark shadows beneath the plateau...

Incredibly nervous now, the mother moose pushed her blunt muzzle into the young bull's shoulder, ushering him onward. She lowed under her breath, then broke into a slow but steady trot along the riverbed. Her son fell into step at her side, though he eventually passed her and swerved to run directly in front of her. She was glad of this; she could keep an eye on him from here.

Throwing a nervous glance over her shoulder, she then faced forward and, soon enough, the two moose disappeared upriver and the plateau wolves' opportunity was lost for good.