The hunt, quick and simple. Jason had done this many times, and he did it well. He ran through the forest, quickly, but quietly as he searched for his target. He knew it was there. He had smelt it, the slightest scent of fear mixed in with the fresh salty air. It was most likely wounded. He'd get food, and it'd have an easy way out. That's how Jason saw it. He Leaped around rocks, and over fallen trees, expertly without hesitation.
