Jack walked into the forest with a makeshift spear I’m his right hand. It was silent except for the yelling of the littluns far off and the crunching of creepers and twigs under his feet. Jack only slightly regretted not bringing the other hunters with him, but he needed to prove to them and to himself that he could kill a boar all by himself. After a few minutes of walking he stopped and looked around, he heard something. Too light to be a pig and too heavy to be a rodent.