The path was clear in his mind, the pray wasn't far away, although it had been wounded during the battle at the gorge the night before. Our hunter friend knew it was not to be easy for underestimating this specific pray would surely end in his gruesome death, just like his comrades. He was alone, in a part of the jungle that even he had not dared to venture into.
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I wanted to tell a little story using some images that popped into my mind last night, did some basic prompts then photoshopped over with a focus that drove the story. turned out alright.