A Hero's Journey

thought about the fable once he was almost attacked by a group of wild boars. Incorporated in A

Cal walked through a trail in the woods during the last gasps of dying summer. Browning ferns brushed against his jeans while he paced. The trail was overgrown and undefined, and Cal stomped through sticks and tree branches to make his way through. He emerged through the thicket into a clearing for a power line route. He saw the old derelict boat, his family’s boat, nested in its 30 year resting place. He walked up to it and put his hands on the giant steering wheel and looked down at the undergrowth of plants at its base. Traditionally, the end of august was prime huckleberry season. And the base of the old boat was traditional grounds for some sizeable huckleberry bushes. When he was younger, Cal, his sister and cousin would bring buckets

Have you ever had one of those moments where you see something and it just inspires you?

The elk was running, he ran away from the hunters as fast as he could. The elk did not notice that the hunters were watching him. He was just minding his business drinking water at the lake, then all of a sudden gunshots went off. The elk kept running, the gunshots did not stop. The elk was not paying attention to the tree that was in front of him. The elk ran into the tree and fell over. He quickly got up but as soon as he got up the hunters were in front of him. He got away quickly as possible. He finally got away from the hunters, but the elk noticed a sting. He was shot in the rib cage. The elk saw the hunters once again. The elk was shot again. He ran away as quickly as possible. It was getting dark and the elk was getting weak. The elk

As she made her way to the chicken coop Atalanta over heard the murmurs from the women in long gowns “you won’t believe what happened at the market this morning!” the woman with the soft lilac dress exclaimed “ a giant boar came crashing into the stalls destroying all the produce! That boar had to be as mad as a hatter!” The woman proclaimed. The other woman’s eyebrow rose in disbelief, but stayed silent as the woman walked down to the bakery and continue their morning gossip. Atalanta’s eyes widened with her jaw dropped, she had heard the rumors of a hideous monster prowling the border between the forest and the kingdom, but never thought of it lurking within the heart of the town! Atalanta continued her commute to the chicken coop, but happened to notice a poster on the side of the building. As she approached it the paper read the words “all of the bravest men will prove their strength and protect the kingdom from the mighty beast that caused the destruction at the market. You’ll meet at the kingdom and prove your worthy by slaying the boar!” Atalanta smile widened this could be her chance, she then ripped the flyer of the building and began to make her way to the king’s

Three pigs escape, unharmed, from the Big Bad Wolf by the hairs of their chinny-chin-chin, all thanks to the oldest pig’s, fast thinking.

Hunting is essential during their time on the island. One day, they try to hunt for a boar for their meal. Eventually they lose the boar, but the boys are still excited as this kind of adventure is new to them. Thrilled, the boys begin to act out the hunt by using a boy named Robert as the boar. The boys, thrilled, abuse Robert, by using their tools to stab him.

So during the night she decides she will take her father’s place and fight to bring honor back to her name. She makes fake antlers out of sticks and wood, puts on her father’s armor, and runs to the army camp. Weeks later, Mac and the other deer warriors have survived the tough training camp and are on the way to the north forest to stop the elk. After many battles the deer are losing, the elk are almost near the town. Mac comes up with a brilliant idea, she tells all the other deer to find a tree and knock it over, creating a wall the elk cannot pass. However, when she is pushing on a tree her antlers fall off, revealing she is a doe. All of the other deer fighters are outraged, they feel betrayed and lied to. Mac runs off to be hidden. While she is hiding just outside of town she hears the pack leader cry for help, and without thinking runs off to help him. The elk have found a way around the wall and are attacking the city. Mac spots the leader of the elk and runs to fight him. They have an intense battle, and when it looks like Mac is going to lose all the other deer soldiers run up to show support and help

How the boar and the men that chase it have to put up a fight before the boar is

In a small farming village named Haten around 1648, a legend spread through the town. It said that if a hunter lucky enough to find and shoot a blue spirit in the form of a rabbit with a bow and arrow in the Devil’s Woods, they could cure any illness that was afflicted with a human. Of course, many people jumped at this myth, and set out to find those rabbits so they could cure the mysterious illness the village leader had, as a great reward was being held. In their travels, many of them never returned or came back with serious injuries, and more rumors told how a malicious beast named Raion, a centaur with a lion’s head, that wielded a sword and a magical bow wandered the forest, picking off hunters one by one who dared hunt the blue rabbits. One hunter, however, was unfazed by these tales of

“One pig does not have the power to save the whole herd.” but as he spoke the pig at the foot of the beast transformed into a little

As the Sun began to peek over the horizon, silhouettes of deer appeared exponentially. One..two..ten..twenty!? The golden light cascaded over the never-ending, undulating plains. As my father and I admired the beautiful display of nature before us, I spotted an interesting sight. Four hundred yards away, a dominant beast trotted proudly through the sorghum. Clearly a seasoned buck, his muscular stature and towering antlers were sufficient in warding off rival deer. Marveling at the trophy from a distance, I waited for my opportunity.

My breathing slows as I eye the doe before me. I pull my arm back as I stand up from where I crouch behind a lush green tree. The spear I held in my hand is lightweight but can hit something with incredible speed and force. I take a stance while letting out a soft breath. I lunged. The spear flies from my hand, impaling the doe through the chest. It falls limp, its head lolling. I walk towards it, my wavy red skirt, high in the front and low in the back, sways as I walk towards the dead animal. I bend down to pick up the doe and I lug it over my shoulder. My double bladed spear is in its sheath on my belt. I begin to trudge back to the tavern. I’m a bartender and I provide the meat we serve. The woods are alive with twittering birds and

‘Almost there! Hang in there Mathias, we’ve almost got a few deer down, so you’ll finally be able to have a proper meal. Then you won’t have to be cooped up in the dens all the time’ She thought, as she, Mahlah, Tarra, Asta, Bella, Asher, and Aeron sprinted after a twelve point buck and a meaty doe. Aeron took a sharp right into the clans’ forest, and soon cut in front of the deer, making them turn different directions, and attempt to escape. They would’ve if the others hadn’t have caught onto her plan, and quickly surrounded the deer. Tarra and the feline leapt swiftly onto the deer and broke their necks, well, tried to, Tarra did. “I got you Eclipse!” Asta called out, tackling the doe, and attacking the nape, spewing blood onto herself and

Many weeks after finishing his plan, Arnis thought about how his act of bravery would be serving all the cows on the farm and even make him quite liked among the other animals. Exactly one week before the party, Arnis woke up with a great grin on his face and slowly walked over to the barn where all of the pigs from the Berl Hallow Farm were inside purchasing gifts for the party. Once Arnis arrived the barn doors he smashed straight into the doors, flinging them both wide open. Once Arnis was in the barn, he ploughed straight into the many stalls that were set up inside the barn making very powerful thumping noises, which were heard by the farmers. Once Arnis had crashed into most of the stalls, he then ploughed into the pigs as they were running desperately to escape the barn. When the farmers finally arrived at the barn and saw what Arnis had done, they pursued after him, however after a few moments the farmers realised Arnis was too fast and ran back to the barn to tend to the injured