Daybreaker Elk

Lifelink, Trample
"It was the clearest shot I ever had. My finger was
on the trigger, I began to squeeze down. Then the trees
parted and the morning sun burned into my eyes. I
fired my musket and the bullet just grazed his antler.
When I had recovered, I looked at him. And he was
just staring back at me. We stood there for several
minutes. Then he turned and left. I swore off hunting
that day." — Lars