Chapter Three

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I stretch and pad cautiously towards the cave entrance, my senses heightened. The fog envelops the forest like a thick blanket, creating an eerie yet perfect atmosphere for hunting. I take a deep breath, delicately inhaling the scents around me while my ears perk up, searching for any sounds that might be of interest.

Suddenly, I detect a furry scent, reminiscent of the jackalopes I often hunt. Intrigued, I start tracking the source, weaving my way through the trees. As I move closer, I sense another smell, similar to the dog creatures but with a distinct difference. It piqued my curiosity, but before I could dwell on it, the scent fades away, leaving me puzzled.

I continue my pursuit, following the familiar jackalope scent, and finally, I spot my quarry: a raccoon-like creature, about the same size as me. I feel a surge of confidence; I believe I can take it down. With a swift leap, I close the distance between us. The raccoon charges at me, and I deftly dodge its attack. Seizing the opportunity, I lunge forward, aiming to bite down on its neck.

I concentrate on the skill I've gained, focusing my energy on my jaws, preparing for a powerful attack. The raccoon stumbles from the force of my bite, dazed and vulnerable. I seize this chance and strike again, my claws connecting with its spine. The raccoon collapses to the ground, helpless.

I step forward one more time, and with all my might, I crush its windpipe, ensuring it won't pose a threat anymore. As I stand over my kill, I can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. I begin to feast on the raccoon's flesh, savoring the taste of my hard-earned meal amidst the dense foggy forest, another notification popping up.

You have slain Grade F [Wind Raccoon].

When I was almost done with my meal, I considered what I could use skill points for. Probably buying skills. I pull up my profile, and check over my evolution progress.

Personal Information


- Name: Aella of the Shattered Moon Clan

Evolution Progress (65%)

- Class: N/A

- Race: Young True Draconic Fenrir (Storm)

- Age: 23 Days

- Gender: Female




Stats


- HP: 148/150

- MP: 100/100

- Wis: 86

- Vit: 35

- Dex: 156

- Str: 128

- Agi: 207

- Mag: 92

- Sta: 157

Active Skills


- Primal Storm Affinity (Max)

- Primal Ice Affinity (Level 4)

- Bite (Level 10)

- Swipe (Level 8)

- Imbue (Level 4)

- Iron Claws (Level 10)

- Howl (Level 8)

- Pack Mentality (Max)

- Night Vision (Max)

- Identify (Max)

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