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That day, Max Verstappen woke up while the mist was still clinging to the treetops. He checked his gear in preparation for a hunt. He had made a deal to bring back a thick bear pelt in exchange for gold, enough for him to live comfortably through the coming winter. He wasn't greedy, but the price was too good. He tied his shoelaces, slung his gun over his shoulder, and stepped into the forest, telling himself he had to find the prey before sunset.
The deeper he went, the denser the forest became, and the familiar trails gradually disappeared. Then he saw a serval cat emerging from a small cave, its fur a striking golden-yellow patterned with black spots, so smooth it shimmered under the weak light of the forest. It was small, agile, with upright ears, and a long bushy tail that swayed gently with its every step.
OR: A folklore about the hunter and the mythical creature.