Beastly eyes that glowed a faint beige followed a black-haired young man and a black-furred wolf with a hint of amusement.
It stalked, and stalked…and stalked even more, seemingly more so for entertainment.
Whatever the beast was, it wondered: 'When would these two notice?'
It wanted to see its victims panicking, enjoying their trembling hearts and horrified actions.
Infinitely better if the prey acts as if they didn't notice the stalking beast, but makes a crafty move to escape.
This made the chase far more enjoyable for the Cragstalker.
Every time the human and wolf duo moved past its stalking range, it would stand up and break its camouflage, crawling eerily on fours more like a sloth with spine-chilling speed than an ape it resembled more.
The special crag on its back that changes colors depending on the environment swayed as it stalked its prey.
Hal and Loki, since around ten minutes ago, felt uneasy.
