Jacob’s breath caught in his throat as he took in the massive creature before him. He had seen moose before, but never this close. The sheer size of it was staggering. Lying there, injured and vulnerable, it still radiated power. A deep, fearful respect settled in his chest.
The moose let out a weak, pitiful whimper, its labored breaths shuddering through its enormous frame. Jacob’s heart clenched at the sound. It was in agony, completely helpless. He swallowed hard, forcing himself to move past the fear. He had to help. There was no one else here.