I am the snow leopard spirit. I roam the hazarding high altitudes of mountain ranges and hunt ferociously to appease my stomach. My prey is vulnerable but hard to catch, both of us? Agility is key. They tantalize me when I'm in animal form, and come to me when in my human form.
Gola crouched beside a rock, focusing on her senses. The fully grown, female snow leopard spirit spotted a mountain goat. She sank into a hunters crouch, inching towards her prize. When she got close, Gola shot at the goat, leaping from rocks down the Mountain, Jasaing. She'd gotten within striking distance and leaped, outstretching her large, snowy paws. Gola caught the goat without losing balance due to her enormous tail and sliced its life vessel. She dragged the mountain dwelling goat to her rocky lair, ripping a chunk out with her long incisors. She gave thanks to the first spirits of Kalaara and finished her rare meal.