High in the Alpine Forest One found himself in quite a quandary. He had came here for an Elk, but. . .it seemed a mountain lion decided it wanted to play too. How did he manage to get into these types of situations?!? The hunt had started out so normal too. . .
Climbing up into the thinner air made him breathe heavily. He had forgotten how hard it could be at times to do this. Thankfully he wasn't planning on heading up the mountain. The game trail was well used, and fresh spoor decorated it randomly as well. Elk had definitely been through recently. Following the path, he wound his way through the trees, watching out for evergreens that were ready to take his eyes out or go up his nose, causing him to sneeze numerous times.
Grumpy and breathing hard, One came upon a lake. It was beautiful and pristine, the Elk had been here if you considered the disturbed ground. Hoof prints decorated the water's edge. One checked for freshness, and found that they had