Winter Grazing Moose

The big bull moose casually fed upon a freshly broken tree, crumpled by the weight of a frigid winter. A lack of snow but a harsh cold, made the forest brittle and as the wind funneled through the valley, the sounds of snapping trees masked that of any movement by the moose. His antlers brushed the edges of tight trails, clearing what little snow there was from branches along the way. His long legs, perfect for trudging through and making short work of distances as he roams the area.