Broken Antler Fen Get me some food.

Sebastian looked at Brandy when she seemed to wait. The male instantly took the lead, already becoming more natural to him. There were several places where there could be moose; Sage Bush Fields where they would often rest and Open fields where they would graze. The male instantly steered towards the latter, there might not be a lot of grass to graze but there might be some under water that the moose could eat from.

The male started a trot, figuring that Brandy would follow or speak when there was a point of interest. It didn't take him too long to reach it. The field were empty, as expected. Not only empty of Moose but also empty without grass. The male gritted his teeth and then started to look at the ground for tracks. "Can you check scents? Or maybe even tracks?," he asked, two could do more than one.