Broken Boulder Taurus man, we don't let shit go

Steele made sure every one of the fully grown elk were gone before he made a 360 turn back to Guillotina and the calf. He made his way to them and then grabbed ahold of another part of the neck. Even though the elk was a baby it was still bigger than them and it would take a few minutes before the baby had succumbed to its wounds. 

It was a few minutes and the baby was slowly stopping breathing, though it was still kicking. Steele had his ears pinned against his skull when he heard stomping nearby, he knew it would only be near minutes before the mom showed back up. “Drag it back past the border, hurry. Don’t look back and keep going.” He said in a huff as he got up and then walked into the woods, he would fend it off until he knew she was safe with the food.