The water was flowing in the river in an unbroken tune. Nothing could disturb it. In the far distance, a water droplet trickled off a long leaf and ripped the water. Every time the water smoothed out again, another would follow. Sun rays were breaking through the semi-grey clouds and gave a strange feel to the mysterious dark shadows made by the tall firs. The river that was ever flowing led to a small lake cloaked in mist. It was so still there that all appeared dead to the world.

The only sign of life was a lone toad croaking under a half-decayed log. Thunder sounded in the sky and lightening shortly lit the surroundings. As the flash abandoned the scenery, something stepped in the pond and made water splatter everywhere. More splashing followed. "Don't let this one escape. He is to be caught like the others," carried through the once silent bog. Bows and arrows were fired but that something moved faster than the shots fired. The hunters looked about. The creature had to be somewhere. The gem in their leader's hand was proof of that.

The tree branch above them swayed and cause water drops to fall down a young man's back. He screamed in terror when the cold liquid touched his warm skin. It made the thin hairs on his body poke up as he turned back and forth, panicked out of his wits. Another man at his side quietly but sternly warned: "Get a hold of yourself. That thing is out here someplace and all that you do is yell like a girl?"

The man straightened himself out and stiffly held his weapon. It would occasionally shake but that was because of the circumstances. Another branch moved and the frighten man passed out. The strict man next to him sighed. His eyes wandered amongst the trees but there was no sign of anything. He took two steps back to get a better view of the trees but his foot stepped on something soft and firm. It was definitely not mud or stone. It did not even feel anything like the plant growth there. He lifted his foot to see something skin coloured beneath. In shock, he immediately crouched down for a better look. He raised his head to ask someone to come and look but no one stood there. He called out their names but none answered.

Sweat beaded down his forehead but his hand kept it from showing. Wiping it clean, he stood alone alongside the unconscious man at his feet. When the branch above him moved, he aimed up and fired an arrow. Upon contact with the tree's rough bark, it sunk into its coarse surface like butter. The mist showered several water droplets on the arrow lodged in the trunk. Another arrow was made ready and the man fired it at random space in the woods. As it flew through the atmosphere to meet another tree, he reached for another. His hand tried to grasp for an arrow but the air was the only thing grabbed. His eyes doubled in size and his breathing halted for a moment.

A branch snapped followed by a paused. The monster he thought, terror-stricken. Swift movements coursed through the trees, leading to him. It landed on him and made the hunter fall on his back. Something must be done to stop it once and for all. Something that was transformed into a horrendous beast should not be allowed to roam free and wild. It was now or never.

The man held out the gem that guided him to the Werehog and its light darted from its blue glassy surface. Shielding his vision with his thick hairy arms, he growled louder. The man yelled, "Begone beast. Never again set foot on the earth's soil until my blood so desires." One last yell roared through the forest until all fell silent. Vanished like a shadow under a lamp, the monster no longer sat on the armed man. Shaky from the vicious encounter, he sat up holding the glowing gem. The world did not deserve to have that thing roaming free. Glancing left and right, he found a boulder. It was ideal to hide it there. Moving it from its position, it yielded to his pushes. Looking at the cursed rock at the size of a marble, he clutched onto it and held it above the mushy soil. It fell into the soft soil and satisfied with how the ground pulled it in like quicksand he pulled the rock over top.