Bedded Down
The bull moose settles into the golden meadow, his massive frame sinking into the soft earth, tired from the long day's battle. The crisp autumn air carries the scent of damp leaves and distant evergreens, while the last light of day casts a bronze glow over his broad, scarred antlers.
The rut has been relentless—challengers met, rivals tested, the echoes of clashing antlers still lingering in his mind. Now, for a moment, he rests. The work will soon begin again
The bull moose settles into the golden meadow, his massive frame sinking into the soft earth, tired from the long day's battle. The crisp autumn air carries the scent of damp leaves and distant evergreens, while the last light of day casts a bronze glow over his broad, scarred antlers.
The rut has been relentless—challengers met, rivals tested, the echoes of clashing antlers still lingering in his mind. Now, for a moment, he rests. The work will soon begin again
The bull moose settles into the golden meadow, his massive frame sinking into the soft earth, tired from the long day's battle. The crisp autumn air carries the scent of damp leaves and distant evergreens, while the last light of day casts a bronze glow over his broad, scarred antlers.
The rut has been relentless—challengers met, rivals tested, the echoes of clashing antlers still lingering in his mind. Now, for a moment, he rests. The work will soon begin again
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