Liberty kids: Henri meets Jolene

Chapter two

Jolene Veneer

"Hey! Revenir!"

A girl Henri's age, and with a French accent, appeared from out of the woods, with flaming auburn hair and fierce blue eyes. She stood with a stick, and a rope in hand, facing the wild pig, and, with a slingshot tucked into her apron, flung a rock right into the pig's back. This diverted his attention and he turned towards the girl, squealing angrily.

"Go! Courir!", Henri cried out. He watched as the huge pig charged towards her, scared the girl could get hurt. Yet to his surprise, the girl didn't run at all. She whipped out her long stick and rammed it into the pigs head, blocking his tusks. The pig tried to charge again but was once then slammed on the face by the stick a second time. Henri couldn't help but admire how brave the girl was, especially for fighting off a strong, angry wild pig. No other little girl he had seen could have the guts, let alone the power, to fight off such an animal.

The slamming into the pig's face went on again and again until the wild animal backed up for a moment, seizing the girl up, as if he was planning his next move, while the girl stared on at the animal, head held high and with not a hint of fear in her expression. The girl readied her rope, preparing to sling it onto the animal's neck.

Henri watched, seeing if she could make it. The girl backed up a foot away from the pig next to a tree. That was when the wild pig charged towards her. She swung the rope and flanged it at the pig, the noose wrapping around his neck. The girl tightened it up and yanked the pig foreword, the beast seemingly flying into the tree, due to the sheer strength of the girl.
This dazed the pig a little, and he stumbled to the ground. The girl pulled him forward and slung a huge rock on his head, killing him. The wild pig was down.

Henri was speechless with disbelieve. He couldn't believed how an eight year old girl could defeat such a big animal, and not without a rifle, but with only a stick, rope, and some rocks. He was beyond amazing, yet still in extreme pain from his wound.
The girl turned to Henri with a concerned look. She rushed over to him and kneeled down.

"Oh, mon Dieu. That's a very deep wound. What on god's green earth were you thinking going against a dangerous animal like that? You've  couldn't been killed!" Henri liked that she was French like he was.

She had a stern but soft and kind expression on her face, showing she if she was scolding him but very worried for him at the same time.
Henri on the other hand, couldn't speak still and was still stunned by the amazing girl in front of him. Finally, he managed to speak.
"It-it's hurts bad. I can't walk."
"Well don't you fret. I'll help with your wound. Let me take you to my cottage."
"Henri! What's wrong? I'm coming!"

There came James, running towards them. He was out looking for Henri to see if he could come back and heard his cries for help nears the woods.
As soon as he came near, his face grew white with horror at the sight of Henri's wounds.
"Oh my god! Henri, what happened?!"
"He got attacked by a wild pig."
"Well we need to get him to a doctor, fast!"
"No need. I know how to treat his wounds. Carry him to my cottage. I'll treat him there."
James picked Henri and followed the girl. They walked further in the woods until they approached her cottage.

It was a little larger for a cottage, yet it looked sturdy and cozy.
"So this is where you live," Henri said.
"Oui", she said with a smile.
She opened the door and James carried Henri inside.