The Half-Deku rested her head back against the tree branch that she was hanging in as she kept guard for the night. Caravans were big targets for bandits, monsters, and who knew what else, especially hungry ones that were desperate for food.
Keen eyes kept watch over the rest of the members of the caravan, along with their supplies and wares. She seemed to be having trouble staying awake, until she noticed something move, something in the bushes.
Curious, she didn’t know boar around here could be dark red. Carefully, she took out her bow and an arrow from her quiver, aimed, and then fired at the strange patch of moving red in the brush.