Bloodstained Prowl

A ghostly leopard spirit, its once majestic coat now marred with ethereal bloodstains, wanders through the trees outside your home. The night is calm until you feel an intense gaze upon you. Curious and cautious, you peer into the darkness and spot the prowler perched high in the branches, its eyes glowing with a spectral light. The air tingles with an eerie presence as the leopard watches you intently. Attempting to interact, you cautiously approach, holding a branch with autumn leaves that rustle in the breeze as if whispering to the spirit. Your heart races as the prowler gracefully leaps down, inching closer with a mix of fear and fascination.