Adrian P.O. V

I hid behind a frost-covered branch, carefully watching as my prey, the fleet-footed mountain goat, struggled to find shelter under the dense fir tree.

_I didn't have a long list of things I was good at, but when it came to hunting, back home and out here in the wild, I hadn't come across anyone who surpassed my skills._

The moment it stopped to lick the snow off its fur, I immediately jumped into action, my paws barely leaving behind any footprint as I ran at full speed.

The mountain goat was cornered, right where I wanted it to be. I had the upper hand, and there...