The sunlight filtered through the branches above, casting the forest floor in shadows. The Hunter crouched behind a thicket of trees, his grip on his weapon firm and ready. He had been tracking the rumored dragon for days, and was determined to capture it alive. Suddenly, the brush nearby rustled, and the Hunter went still. A large, scaly snout poked through the leaves, followed by a pair of reptilian eyes, watching him intently. "Easy now, beast," the Hunter whispered, readying his weapon.