James sighed as he begrudgingly wandered through the dark, foreboding forest. He could sense the ever-lurking dangers around him but paid them no attention. He had one goal and one goal only in this forbidden forest, and that was to find a little girl and return her home.
Despite so many telling him it was hopeless, pointless and in vain he ventured into the woods to find the girl, who many believed were dead, he did so anyway.
He still clung onto some hope the girl was still alive. But as the shadows begun playing tricks on his young mind doubt started creeping in. He heard the sounds of bushes rustling, twigs snapping....and was that a wolf howling in the distance?
His eyes darted around as his hand stayed resting on the hilt of his blade. Anyone who wasn't blind or stupid could tell he was tense, perhaps even unsettled by the woods.
He even begun questioning why he was risking his life for a stranger he had never met or known.
He sighed again. No use questioning himself now. As long as he believed in his cause he would not fail.