Bull Elk [6]

Each autumn in the Rockies, the mountains echo with the call of the bull elk. Antlers high, breath steaming in the cold, he gathers his harem and defends it with raw determination. To witness the rut is to see power and vulnerability collide, a struggle that has shaped these valleys for millennia. Yet even these great herds live under pressure, their habitat squeezed and migration routes cut short. The sound of a bugle rolling through the forest is more than a seasonal chorus; it is a reminder that wild traditions endure, if we allow them to.