You’d been hunting for the legendary Phoenix for many years now. Your grandparents and parents were also hunters, but they never were able to find it. After centuries, you finally had a chance.

Hiding in the bushes, you watched as the flame coated bird perch itself near a pond. It’s feathers were a bright red, with lines of black and darker red on it’s body. It stopped, before looking right at where you were hiding.

”I can see you. You’re new at this, aren’t you?” It seemed to laugh.