Far away in a green lush forest that was filled with vigour and energy, soothing atmosphere and tranquillity, suddenly a boar dashed out of the thicket and rushed away frantically — falling on the ground and smashing shrubs all about, frightening the birds and scaring the dragonflies as they were feeding the newborns and dancing in the air. The boar stood and again sprinted in the same direction without looking back, as the blood dripped from the gash it had gotten after collapsing miserably.
However, before it could run over five metres an arrow wooshed out of the trees and dug into its neck. The boar gave a heart-wrenching screech and smashed into the tree in front of it, twisting and twitching briefly and then it was silent once more.
