Staring into the eyes of the jackal, Rhen knew he was spotted. At first, the ranger wasn't worried upon recognizing the beast. As scavengers, jackals usually hunted in packs, attacking prey smaller than themselves or feeding on the carcesses of other kills. They scared easy when confronted with force or numbers, but Rhen's fears grew when the creature growled, unafraid. For what would a creature of this size fear? And jackals rarely hunted alone, so this beast would have no problem cowling several others into it's pack.
Rhen quickly glanced around, searching for other jackals that may be hidden in the sand. But even if he found any, this monster had to be the first to go down. Any other smaller animals would flee if their alpha was killed, or at least that's what Rhen hoped.
Nocking and drawing his bow, the ranger stood in place, and loosed the shaft, aiming for the creature's lower neck. He then crouched, his hand diving into the quiver to draw another arrow. His eyes darted around, his legs coiled and ready to spring to avert danger.
Ranged attack: Longbow [blockquote]Rolled 1d20+3 : 9 + 3, total 12[/blockquote]
Skill Check: Spot [blockquote]Rolled 1d20+6 : 19 + 6, total 25[/blockquote]