    His figure was waiting in a tree, while firing arrows down at a bear between him and a drawing of the cave. The beast climbed up the tree knocking Atchmon from his perch. He then ran with the bear chasing him, his arms waving in fear above his head. Rarity chuckled despite everything, then feeling disappointed in herself, forgetting for a moment how awful this actually was. The next image showed Atchmon kneeling down with the bear rearing above him, its long sharp claws ready to tear him to shreds. Atchmon lifted a long spear just before the beast bore down on him. Using the animal's own weight against it as the spear drove through its chest and out its back. Atchmon then stood by the bear's corpse, his spear held high in victory.