Duck Lake renəˌsäns

The elk had not been hurried but had gained a lot of ground nonetheless thanks to their long and powerful limbs. They were not to be seen when the pair reached their myriad tracks at the edge of the lake, which lead the small herd up into the treeline.

Swift lowered the ice block to the ground.

Have you ever hunted elk? He asked, glancing away from the trail ahead to Sven.