Wunwun opened his eyes, slowly rose to his feet, grabbed his club and sluggishly walked out of the cave he had been sleeping in. Sun hadn't rosen yet so he started to head for a nearby village to look for food. After an half hour walk he got to the last bit of forest that borders the village. Sun still hadn't risen yet so the people we're still asleep. Wunwun located the barn by the smell as animals weren't out yet and walked towards it. WunWun standing side to side with the building was slightly taller. He slammed his club through the roof with an loud crack as the roof broke. Wunwun looked inside, grabbed his sack and reached inside for the panicing animals. Some of the villages men had stormed outside, but upon seeing the troll stopped and stared in horror. Wunwun grabbed two cows and stuffed them into the sack. A young farmer grabbed an pitchfork and rushed towards Wunwun with it, stabbing it into his leg. The pitchfork barely damaged the skin. Wunwun didn't pay attention to it and walked away back towards the cave.