Cryptid sighting of a strange moving rock monster...

You run through the woods with your camera slung around your shoulder, your breathing coming in rapid pants. You had just caught sight of a stange muscular figure a little bit off the trail and on the hill in front of you, but the many trees obscured it-them?-from veiw to much to even clearly make out a single one of it's limbs. You were stuggling, that much was true, and getting a photo of the so-called 'rock beast' could get you not only a possible promotion, but even a major pay-out from the press and big-deal mythical creature investigators. Even a single blurry picture could change your life. So when the opprotunity came up, you took it. You barley had time to set up you camera, let alone take the shot, but somehow you managed to zoom in and pull the trigger the milisecond before the now-very-real-legend dissapeared into the dense flora. You gasped in relief, beyond greatful that you had captured on film what no one had ever even came close to doing. She had caught the rock.