I was walking out of the woods right before dark and I noticed a big black object in front of me. I could see it was a decent sized boar. As I'm trying to knock an arrow he is walking at me. Gets less than 20 yards and I take a quartered to me shot. He starts squealling and freaking out. Im looking for a tree when I see about a dozen more. So I shoot at another one and miss but they don't run. They are all about 30 yards still rooting around. I start making a barking noise to run them off because now it's dark enough I can't see my pins. I know the one I shot had to die but he went across the river onto someone's club. Had my heart racing.