The night was still young, and the forest filled the air with its usual chorus of sounds, the loud chirping of crickets dominating the silence.
A pack of boars rested about thirty meters away, sprawled across a patch of grass that they had clearly claimed as their ground.
In the center were the females and their boarlets curled up together, sound asleep.
Around them, the younger males that were old enough to hold some responsibility kept their heads turning slowly from side to side, their eyes scanning the surroundings in a sluggish but steady rhythm as they maintained watch.
The fully grown adult males were far more imposing, each one standing nearly two meters tall.
They alternated between resting and patrolling, shifting duties to ensure the group stayed protected without burning through their stamina too quickly.
