With a spear in your hands , you and Jack stared down at the boar below you , a grin coming over the two of you as you realized the full extent of what you two just did. You hunted. For real this time.

Jack grinned , his usual maniac eyes filled with a void of excitement , for once he wasn’t batshit insane , but more a child.

“ Bloody hell-! We did it-! “

Merridew smiled brightly , a chuckle escaping him. Blood hugging at his hand and seeping into his skin. He knew he would spend hours rubbing the blood out even once it was gone , guilt would eat him away , but that was a later issue , this was the best day of his life. He wasn’t just a choir leader , he was a hunter who got a great boar. Well , you did most of the work. But who cares.