The Bracken Woods burn the witch

Maybe @Memnoch ?

The wood was neither homey nor discomforting in its existence. Simply by passing beneath the boughs of the great trees, Iwaizumi could tell that there would be no food that would fall from the tops. The hickory nuts of Johsai were long gone.
 
Hooves clacked against the stones that scattered the earth as he passed lazily through the forest. There was little there save for the scent of wolves, but Iwa was prepared to meet them with the sharp jutting of his tusks if they should approach him without warning. The fiery spirit of the great Kaji had been passed on to him. The fighter boar was eager to test these talents against a worthy opponent – more so for a worthy cause.
 
Iwa bent his head to the earth and sniffed. The grunts of his breathing were soft before he lifted his crown upward and peered into the wood with dark and beady eyes.