He stands in a meadow, Crowned in tines, Chest deep in morning mist. The air is sharp with the musk of rut, Autumn’s hues beneath wary hooves. He lets out a warning call, Rising into the early morning skies. Bulls nearby shy away, Cows drift behind him, Calves move away, But his eyes scan the ridge. A challenger may still come. Image captured in Rocky Mountain National Park 16x9 format Canon EOS R5 Canon EF 400mm f/2.8 L II USM 1/400 sec f/5.0 400 mm ISO 1600