Moose A Moose Novels & Stories

He took off again, running through the woods towards the sound of rushing water. When we came to the river, the first thing we all saw were the group of moose drinking from the stream. They looked peaceful, safe. But they were in for a huge surprise. My beast bit back a growl. She was hungry and she was determined to get ourselves a nice and juicy moose for the pack. It would show everyone that we are capable of killing something too. "The females get the first kill. Go ahead ladies," Henry said, nudging his mate forwards. She looked back at Lila, Brayleigh and I.

Iron and Venom, followed by ten companions, had been running for several hours. When they get close to the river banks, they stop and drink. Everyone was very tired, but they refused to stop as the Alphas kept running. “I'm going to hunt for something to eat” – Mark says through the mind link. They sniff the air looking for prey. The scent of an adult moose enters his nostrils. With five of the men, they surround the prey, cutting off all exits. The moose panics when he smells danger, but he has no space to run.

’ ‘Sounds awesome to me, Vane. Vane ventures into the dense forest, his powerful nose raised high, detecting the aroma of a formidable prey. We stumble on an immense moose, causing us to freeze in our tracks. The moose halts, surveying its surroundings, oblivious to our presence concealed behind a cluster of towering pine trees. Vane inches closer to the majestic creature, concealing his massive, obsidian frame, towering at six and a half feet, exuding an aura of darkness. His ebony coat glistens with a hint of sunlight, revealing the sheer might and sinew within his massive physique.

Storytelling tells them in a dream world. "Daddy read it." "You know deer?" "What is Mommy mouse deer?" "Mouse Deer is the most adorable animal in the whole world. Daddy really likes mouse deer. Once upon a time, Deer and Mouse Deer lived in the same cage. Even though they are different types, they love each other. Share the same food and sleep the same. Deer and Deer always together in pleasure, Deer loves the mouse deer also loves the deer. Deer loves the mouse more, because the deer can see that the day the hare grows bigger and is very adorable. Makes Deer worried that there are bad hunters who will steal the hare. Deer always try to protect the hare. one day, there was a flock of crows.

All she could think of was the 1000-pound animal about a kilometer from where she stood. Kill! The voice in her head commanded, and she raced like a bullet towards the moose. The moose looked up suddenly and let out a terrified bellow, scampering as it tried to escape the predator. In a matter of seconds the wolf had the moose in its grip, not letting go as the animal struggled to escape. There was a harsh rending sound as the wolf tore its prey in two, its organs falling to the ground.

“The main diet of Harpax eagles consisted of the moas that used to dominate the Backlands.” Aki had read about moas. They were flightless birds akin to ostriches with a duck-shaped bill, but instead of feathers they had hair on their bodies and no wings, not even vestigial ones. A moa could grow up to twelve feet tall with its neck outstretched, though they preferred to carry their heads forward. They also made a call like a plaintive trumpet. Like Temujin said, tens of millions of these ungainly creatures used to roam and graze the grasslands of Wet End, till man learned to domesticate them as a means of transport and hunted them to near extinction for their meat.

“A different pack hosts the event every year. This year, just happens to be Griffin’s pack up in the mountains.” Griffin must have been this pack’s Alpha. I was curious about him, but there were far more interesting things to see at the moment. “What’s that?!” I said excitedly, pointing to an animal at the tree line. “Is that a moose?” Jake dared a glance. Because we were still on the bridge, his gaze immediately shot upright again. “Yes. I think so.” I laughed. I’d never seen one before, in the human realm or otherwise. It was huge!

Fate must have had good plans for me, because someone ahead of us had called out to the attention of Moose. “Moose!” The voice called out a second time, and instinctively Moose let go of my hand, in chase of the beckoning. “Don’t go anywhere” Moose said mockingly just before he left. He must have thought I definitely wasn't going anywhere. But he thought wrong and he had no idea what I had in mind.