It was a cold, fall morning. I was all ready to find the perfect elk. I began my walk into the woods. The wind whipped around the corner moaning and warning me that it was going to be a bad day. The wind started to pick up and the leaves were falling.
I found a rock that stuck out of a hillside. I sat down to get out of the rain. As I was sitting there, quickly the rain stopped, and I started to move again. I started to see a lot of animals. I saw many elk walking around, but not the one that I wanted.