Billy sauntered down the path on the left hand side. As the trees a head of him began to thin, he noticed a clearing up ahead. The trail under his feet became smoother and he found he could walk with greater ease.  Curiously sitting on a large rock in the clearer, Billy noticed a strange little creature. It was shaped like a man, but not like any man Billy had seen. It had green skin and tufts of hair on it's face. It was smoking a large pipe and singing to himself.  Billy could tell it was smaller than him, his jet black hair waving  in the wind. The creature didn't seem to care about the odour it was emitting.

With a gentle step, Billy tried to move closer. He held his breath and attempted not to make a sound.

Billy dropped his sword at his feet.