Sarah froze, her heart pounding as the moose trudged towards her. Every instinct told her to run, but the moose’s slow, deliberate movements kept her rooted in place. It didn’t seem aggressive. In fact, its eyes held an unusual urgency, as if trying to communicate something.
Instead of making any noise, the moose let out a low, mournful sound, pacing anxiously in front of her. Sarah cautiously sat up, her breath shallow. Why was it approaching? Was it lost? Injured? She had read stories of animals drawn to humans in need, but she never expected to witness it firsthand.