Moonspear Fleet of foot and jumps

Throughout the spear body low to the ground. Russet fur brushed the rocks as yellow eyes peered and watched the goat that leapt and grazed.

Narrow to pinpoint, a fierce expression. Paws gently working the ground. Deep inside he slowed his breathing watching, waiting. He counted the rocks the movements. This would be most challenging, but it would feed them well. And it gave his soul solace.

Goat was rolled successful