🗡 Alistening antlers 🗡
A thundering roar took me by surprise as I hunched in a pile in the dew ridden grass.
The air felt like it was vibrating around me.
There he was, ripping his old velvet off on a little shrub.
As he lifted his head I saw his majestic antlers peak the horizon and the sharp points glistened in the warm morning sun.
