True to Karl's declaration, it did not take long. Moving with cautious steps, Karl scanned the dense undergrowth. Within minutes of entering the treeline proper, he spotted movement several meters ahead.
A large, feline shape padded idly through a small clearing. Its tawny coat was unmistakable, and the flicker of orange dancing within its thick mane confirmed it.
Karl squinted, a spark of recognition lighting his eyes. "That's the same beast!" he murmured, a grin spreading across his face.
Confidence surged within him. "Shouldn't be a problem," he thought, dismissing any lingering apprehension.
This time, however, he didn't explode into motion. Instead, he adopted a deliberate, almost casual approach, walking steadily towards the creature, making no effort to conceal his presence. He kept his spear low, but his grip tightened.
