[color=darkred]Piercing through the layers of trees, bushes, and regular jungle undergrowth, the crosshair scanned its way rapidly across the entire jungle. Jinx, ever the resourceful cat, had found her way to the top of the centre of the jungle environment, a towering artificial waterfall, which provided a water supply for the entire jungle. And here she was, laying flat on her stomach, her rifle propped up on a biped, her right felinic eye peering keenly, carefully through the scope. It could go up to x30 magnification, but for now she was on x5, simply browsing around, scouting her prey. So far sheâ€™d saw plenty of nymphs all about the place, and the satyrs that seemed to be hunting them actively. Then, something else had caught her attention. At first it was average, a satyr had came out and wiped the floor with a few nymphs, brutally slaughtering them. The others had fled, and the Satyr had stomped off. Then she spotted the bristling fur of a wolven creature, stalking through the bush.<br/><br/>Her ears perking in mild interest, she tweaked the magnification knob on her scope, zooming in further, observing quietly the proceedings, wanting to know what she was up against. The rifleâ€™s magazine was already loaded and ready to fire, though the safety was clicked to â€œOnâ€