This happened about a year ago. I was 15 at the time camping with my family, and also a good friend who we will call Zach who is the same age as me. We were out camping in a campground called Miquelon Lake which is a campground in central Alberta Canada. The lake is basically a drying up shit pile now, but the scenery is nice, and we know most of the staff at the park. The campground is of modest size and is often filled to capacity. There are a series of trails over by the park center that takes you through the forest. We decided to walk down one in the evening.
After some walking, we found an old trail we had not taken before. It was overgrown, but you could clearly tell it was a pathway and so we took it to see where it would go. After walking for 15-20 minutes we heard some rustling in the bushes. Zach figured it was a beaver as they are common around here, but I looked and to my horror, I saw a cougar’s face peering at us from the bushes. I could barely make out its yellowish eyes, but it did not seem like the cougar was moving, and yet we still heard the rustling in the bushes. I pointed at it and told Zach who begun to panic.