Depths of Ambition - A LitRPG Saga Part 4

IT WAS the sight of those demonic eyes that told me I was close to my quarry.

I would recognize those distinguished eyes anywhere-large cat-like irises filled with green color around the opening. They finally seemed to notice me after nearly twenty minutes of scouting this wooded mountainside that it called home.

The next move it made would be very telling. It would either regard me as a predator and attack, or it would think that so far I was a harmless annoyance and continue feeding.

For rig...